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A  COLLECTION  ''^v 

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HYMN   % 

AND 

A  LITURGY, 

FOR   THE   USE   OF 

EVANGELICAL  LUTHERAN  CHURCHES; 

TO    "WHICH   ARE   ADDED 

PRAYERS 

FOR  FAMILIES  AND  INDIVIDUALS, 


PUBLISHED  BY  ORDER 
OF  THE  EVANGELICAL  LUTHERAN  SYNOD 

OF  THE  STATE  OF  NEW  YORK. 

•aHBHHHaBHB-H HSHK-BHOBHSHMHIII   ,  i    1 1 1  III  HI  IBRnt 

*<  /  will  pray  with  the  spirit  y  and  I  will  pray  with  the 
"under  (standing  also.  I  will  sing-  with  the  spirit ,  and  I 
will  sing  with  the  understanding  also."  1  .Cor.xiy.15, 

PHILADELPHIA  : 
PRINTED   AND   SOLD  BY   G.   &   D.    BILLMEYZF. 


1817, 


DISTRICT  OF  PENNSYLVANIA,  to  wit  : 

IL.S .1  BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the 
********  seventh  day  of  July,  in  the  thirty-ninth 
year  of  the  Independence  of  the  United  States-  of  Amer- 
ica, A.  D.  1814,  George  and  Daniel  Billmeter 
ef  the  said  District,  have  deposited  in  this  office  the 
Title  of  a  Bo%k  the  right  whereof  they  claim  as 
Proprietors  in  the  words  following,  to  wit  : 

"  A  Collection  of  Hymns,  and  a  Liturgy,  for  the 
use  of  Evangelical  Lutheran  Churches ;  to 
which  are  added  Prayers  for  Families  and  In- 
dividuals. Published  by  order  of  the  Evan- 
gelical Lutheran  Synod  of  the  State  of  New- 
York."  "  I  will  pray  with  the  spirit,  and  I 
will  pray  with  the  understanding  also.  I  will 
sing  with  the  spirit,  and  I  will  sing  with  the 
understanding  also,"    1  Cor.  xiv,  15» 

In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the 
United  States,  intituled,  "An  Act  for  the  encour- 
agement of  Learning,  by  securing  the  cofiies  of 
Mafis,  Charts  and  Books,  to  the  Authors  and  Pro- 
prietors of  such  cofiies  during  the  times  therein 
mentioned.1* — And  also  to  the  Act,  entitled,  «  An 
Act  supplementary  to  An  Act,  entitled  "  An  Act 
for  the  Encouragement  of  Learning,  by  securing' 
the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts^  and  Books,  to  the  Au- 
thors and  proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the  times 
therein  mentioned,*1  and  extending  the  benefits 
thereof  to  the  Arts  of  designings  engraving,  and 
etching  historical  and  other  prints1' 

D.  CALDWELL, 

Clerk  of  the  District  of  Pennsylvania, 


PREFACE. 

THE  singing  of  hymns  is  justly  considered 
a  delightful  and  important  part  of  public  worship. 
It  was  in  use  even  among  the  ancient  heathens. 
Mose9  introduced  it,  by  divine  command,  into  his 
religious  institution  ;  and  David  raised  it  to  high 
perfection  by  his  poetical  talents  and  musical  skill. 
Our  blessed  Saviour  has  recommended  this  pious 
exercise  to  his  followers  by  his  own  practice  j  and 
St.  Paul  exhorts  us  to  "  teach  and  admonish  one 
"  another  in  spiritual  songs,  singing  with  grace  in 
"  our  hearts  to  the  Lord.'*  No  act  of  social  reli- 
gion is  either  more  pleasing  in  itsjelf,  or  more  hap- 
pily adapted  to  cherish  the  love  of  God  and  man, 
than  that  which  is  enforced  by  these  high  authori- 
ties. 

The  Lutheran  church  in  Germany  is  distin- 
guished for  its  attachment  to  sacred  music,  and  is 
possessed  of,  perhaps,  the  best  and  most  numerous 
collections  of  hymns  extant  in  the  Christian  world. 

From  this  source,  our  congregations  in  the  United 
A  3 


PREFACE. 

States  hav  ederived  abundant  supplies.  The  prev- 
alence of  the  English  language,  however,  makes 
it  necessary  for  many  members  of  our  communion 
to  conduct  their  publio  worship,  altogether,  or  in 
part,  in  that  language,  and  of  course  to  provide 
for  them  a  compilation  of  English  hymns.  This 
has  indeed  been  already  attempted  by  several  in- 
dividuals. But  as  the  selections,  published  by 
them,  evidently  admit  of  great  improvement,  an- 
other was  ordered  to  be  prepared  by  a  committee 
appointed  for  that  purpose  by  the  Lutheran  Synod 
©f  the  state  of  New-York,  convened  at  Rhinebeck 
in  September,  A.  D.  1812;  and,  in  compliance 
with  this  order,  the  following  work  is  printed.  It 
is  not  pretended  to  be  as  perfect  as  could  be 
wished,  nor  are  all  its  parts  of  equal  value.  But 
the  materials,  of  which  it  is  composed,  have  been 
chosen  with  no  little  care  and  consideration  j  a 
large  number  of  hymn-books  of  various  denomi- 
nations has  been  consulted  ;  and  it  is  hoped,  that 
it  will  receive  m  a  good  degree  the  approbation  of 
those  for  whom  it  is  intended,  and  become  a  means 
of  promoting  their  edification. 

The  same   committee  was    charged   with   the 
preparation  of  a  new  and  enlarged  Liturgy  for  our 


PREFACE. 

churches.  Forms  of  prayer,  with  necessary  direc- 
tions and  addresses  to  congregations,  are,  accord- 
ingly, presented  in  this  volume,  proper  to  be  em- 
ployed in  divine  service  generally,  in  the  ad- 
ministration of  the  sacraments,  and  in  the  cele- 
bration of  other  solemn  rites  customary  amongst 
us.  But  the  use  of  these  forms  is  left  entirely  to 
the  discretion  of  congregations  and  ministers,  the 
Synod  having  no  design  to  make  them  binding 
upon  any  in  connection  with  us,  but  judging  that 
the  leaders  of  the  devotions  of  theii'  brethren 
should  be  at  perfect  liberty  to  address  the  throne 
of  grace,  in  their  own  words.  It  will,  perhaps,  be 
found  most  expedient,  that  such  forms  and  the 
free  or  precomposed  prayers  of  ministers  should 
be  used  alternately.  At  all  events,  the  Liturgy 
will,  we  trust,  prove  serviceable  to  young  clergy- 
men, to  vacant  churches,  and  to  persons  remote 
from  Christian  temples  and  desiring  to  unite  to- 
gether in  the  adoration  of  the  Most  High, 

Along  with  devotional  exercises  for  congrega- 
tions, it  has  been  thought  proper  to  publish  others 
for  families  and  individuals,  adapted  to  a  variety 
of  situations,  relations,  and  characters,  Some  of 
these,  as    well   as  several  parts  of  the  Liturgy, 


PREFACE. 

have  been  translated  from  the  German;  others 
have  been  taken  from  English  authors  and  col- 
lections ;  and  a  considerable  degree  of  freedom 
has  been  used  in  selecting  and  framing  them.  We 
commend  this  part  of  the  work  particularly  to  the 
attention  of  our  brethren  in  their  domestic  and  pri- 
vate worship  ;  believing,  that  it  breathes  a  spirit  of 
pure  Christian  piety  and  love ;  and  hoping,  that  it 
will  assist  in  instructing  the  young  and  uninformed 
how  to  pray,  in  comforting  the  distressed,  in  awak- 
ening a  sense  of  religion  in  the  careless,  and  in 
quickening  the  faith,  hope,  and  charity  of  upright 
believers  in  the  Lord  Jesus  Christ. 

To  the  whole  of  this  book,  as  far  as  it  agrees 
with  his  truth  in  scripture,  may  it  please  Almighty 
God  to  give  his  blessing,  and  make  it  instrumen- 
tal in  glorifying  his  name. 

FREDERICK  H.  QUITMAN,  D   D. 

President  of  the  Evangelical  Lutheran  Synod 
of  the  state  of  Neiv-York, 

AUGUSTUS  VVACKERHAGEN, 

Secretary,  fi*  t* 


A 

COLLECTION  OF 

HYMNS, 


10ft 


EVANGELICAL  LUTHERAN 
CHUBCHES. 


ORDER  AND  SUBJECTS 


OF    THE 


HYMN  S. 


Page 

*•  PRAISE  and  Thanksgiving,      -       -  1 

II.  Character  and  Perfections  of  God?     -  22 

III,  Works  of  God  in  nature,  44 
IV*.  Divine  Providence  and  Government,  5t 

V.  Mission  and  Nativity  of  Christ,        -  69 

VI.  Office  and  Mediation  of  Christ,          -  77 

VII.  Example  of  Christ,             -         -  93 

VIII.  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ,        -  97 

IX.  Resurrection  and  Glory  of  Christ,  112 

X.  Kingdom  and  Church  of  Christ,        -  124 

XI.  The  Influence  of  God's  holy  Spirit,  131 

XII.  The  Scriptures,         -                   -  140 

XIII.  Supplication  for  the  divine  favour 

and  Assistance,  147 

XIV.  The  Danger  and  Misery  of  Sin,      -  158 


SUBJECTS  OF  HYMNS. 


:xv* 

XVI. 

JtVII. 

XVIII. 

XIX. 

XX. 

XXI. 

XXII. 

XXIII. 

XXIV. 

XXV. 


Repentance  and  Conversion, 
The  Joy  and  Happiness  of  true 

Christiansi 
The  Christian  Character  and  Life, 


Page 
167 

179 


in  general, 

189 

Faith, 

202 

Duties  of  Piety, 

209 

Personal  Duties,        - 

321 

Social  Duties,        - 

229 

Public  Worship, 

244 

Baptism,            -        -    .    - 

258 

The  Lord's  Supper, 

-261 

Particular  Occasions  and  Circum- 

stances,       - 

26/ 

Morning,         - 

267 

Evening,              •           - 

27J 

New-Year,            -             - 

374 

Public  and  National  J3lessi?igs 

and  jifflictions, 

276 

For  a  Congregation, 

287 

Sickness  and  Recovery, 

291 

On  the  Death  of  Relatives  or  Friends, Z§7 

For  the  Young,  and  Old, 

302 

SUBJECTS  OF  HYMISIS. 

Page 

XXVI.  The  Troubles  of  Life, 

XXVII.  Death,        - 

XXVIII.  Resurrection, 

XXIX.  Judgment  and  End  of  the  World, 

XXX.  Heaven, 


332 
335 
342 


I. 

PRAISE 

AND  ) 

THANKSGIVING. 


HYMN  1.    l.m. 

i.  "OEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
-■^Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2.  His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
And,  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  hrs  fold  again. 

3.  We  are  his  people,  we  his  oare, 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4.  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs  ; 

High  as  the  Heav'ns  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5.  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  mov'e. 
A 


«  PRAISE  AND 

HYMN    2.  l.  m. 

*"  IVf^  God,  my  Life,  thy  various  praise 
■^"-"-  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  thankful  tongue, 
Till  death  improve  the  grateful  song. 

2.  The  wings  of  ev'ry  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  ev'ry  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3.  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds. 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 

Vast  and  unceasing  be  thy  praise. 

4».    Let  endless  honours  crown  thy  head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  thy  praises  spread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
The  condescension  of  thy  love. 


o.  m. 

1.  XTE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

«i    With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  He  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2.  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move  : 
But  nobler  benefits  der  lare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3.  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms. 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4.  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come  ; 

'  ''is  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
Whea  storms  of  trouble  rise. 


THANKSGIVING.  3 

0.  Thine  eye  beholds  with  kind  regard 
The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

8.  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 
What  honours  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

HYMN  4.   c.  m. 

^.  T  ORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  survey 
-*-^     Creation's  beauties  o'er  ; 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bids  our  souls  adore. 

2.  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes,, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3.  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms 

In  earth  and  sea  and  air, 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
Almighty  pow'r  declare. 

&  Thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  goodness,  LonJ, 
In  all  thy  works  appear : 
And,  O  !  let  man  thy  praise  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguish'd  care  ! 

5.  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew  *t 

That  breath  thy  powjr  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

6.  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd, 
By  revelation's  brightest  rays 
Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 


4  PRAISE  AND 

7.  On  us  thy  providence  has  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  : 
O  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise  ! 

HYMN  5.    l.  m. 

1.  |~MVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise  I 
"    Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways* 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  : 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2,  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown* 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more? 

\»    He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high. 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong : 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

%,    He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light ; 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night. 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  mere, 

0.  He  sent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave. 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong : 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

8.  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feek 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  seat. 

His  mercies  ever  sjiall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more* 

HYMN  6.  l.  m. 

1.  T^ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies., 
-*-      Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  ev'ry  land)  by  ev'ry  tongife. 


i. 


THANKSGIVING.  5 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word. 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more, 

HYMN  7.    r.  m. 

I'LL  praise  my  Maker,  whilst  I've  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs. 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past 
Whilst  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God,  who  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 

And  none  shall  find  his   promise  vain. 

The  Lord  pours  eye-sight  on  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

I'll  praise  him,  while  he  lends  me  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs. 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
'Whilst  life  and  thought  and  being  last 

Or  immortality  endures. 

HYMN  8    p.  m. 

f\  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  prepare  a  new  song; 
And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join  : 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 
And  shew  fotth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 
A  Z 


3  PRAISE  AND 

2.  Let  praise  to  the  Lord,  who  made  us,  ascend  j 

Let  each  grateful  heart  be  glad  in  its  king. 
The  God,  whom  we  worship,  our  songs  will  attend, 
And  view  with  complacence  the  ofFring  we  bring. 

3.  Be  joyful,  ye  saints,  sustain'd  by  his  might, 
And  let  your  glad  songs  awake  with  each  morn : 

For  those  who  obey  him,  are  still  his  delight ; 
His  hand  with  salvation  the  meek  will  adorn. 

is.  Then  praise  ye  the  Lord !  prepare  a  glad  song  ; 
And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join  : 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 
And  shew  fourth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

HYMN  9,  p.  m. 

1.  PIIO  your  Creator  God, 

•i-    Your  great  Preserver,  raise, 
Ye  creatures  of  his  hand, 

Your  highest  notes  of  praise. 

Let  ev'ry  voice 
Proclaim  his  pow'r, 
His  name  adore, 
And  loud  rejoice. 

3,  Thou  source  of  light  and  heat, 
Bright  sov'reign  of  the  day, 
Dispensing  blessings  round, 
With  all-diffusive  ray  ; 
From  morn  to  night, 
With  ev'ry  beam, 
Record  his  name, 

Who  made  thee  bright, 

3.  Fair  regent  of  the  night, 

With  all  thy  starry  train, 
Which  rise  in  silent  hosts, 
To  gild  the  azure  plain  j 
With  countless  rays 
Declare  his  name. 


THANKSGIVING. 

Prolong  the  theme, 
Reflect  his  praise. 

4.  Let  all  the  creatures  join 

To  celebrate  his  name, 
And  all  their  various  pow'rs 
Assist  th'  exalted  theme. 
Let  nature  raise 
From  ev'ry  tongue 
A  gen'ral  song 

Of  grateful  praise. 

5.  But  oh  !  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  flow  ; 
And  ev'ry  thankful  heart 

With  warm  devotion  glow. 
Your  voices  raise, 
Ye  highly  blest 
Above  the  rest ; 
Declare  his  praise. 

HYMN  10.  p.  m. 

1.  pi  LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
V*God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky  ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiv'n, 
Man,  the  well  belov'd  of  heav'n. 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 

2.  Favour'd  mortals,  raise  the  song  ; 

Endless  thanks  to  God  belong  ; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise  : 

Glory  be  &c. 

'3.  Call  the  tribes  of  beings  round, 
From  creation's  utmost  bound  ; 
Where  the  Godhead  shines  confess'd^ 
There  be  solemn  praise  address'd  : 

Glory  be  &e. 


8  PRAISE  AND 

4.  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  I 
Pow'r,  no  empire  can  withstand  ; 
Wisdom,  angels  glorious  theme  ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream  : 

Glory  be  &c. 

5.  Awful  Being  !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promis'd  blessings  down. 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease  : 

Glory  be  &c. 


1. 


HYMN  H.s.  m. 

pOME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
'   And  hymns  of  glory  sing  - 


Jehovah  is  the  sov'reign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2.  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  -9 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3.  Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord. 
We  are  his  works  and  not  our  own ; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4.  To  day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God  ! 

HYMN  12,  p.  m. 

1.  XJOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

■*-*-  Be  thy  glorious  name  ador'd. 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail : 
Hail-  celestial  Goodness,  hail 


THANKSGIVING. 

2.  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear. 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3.  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be  ; 
All  shall  join  in  harmony  ; 

That  thro*  heav'ns  capacious  round 
Praise  to  thee  may  ever  sound. 

4.  Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail  : 
Hail,  celestial  Goodness,  hail  ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  ador'd. 


HYMN   13,  p.  m. 

1.  T1EGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay; 
"  Let  each  enraptur'd  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th*  almighty  name. 
Let  heav*n  and  earth,  and  sea&  and  skies, 
In  one  harmonious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  the  glorious  theme* 

2,  Ye  angels,  catch  the  joyful  sound, 
While  all  th*  adoring  throngs  around 

His  wondrous  mercy  sing. 
Let  all  who  fill  the  realms  above, 
Awake  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 

3,  Thou  heav'n  of  heav'ns,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God  } 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  pow'r. 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  gleamy  wing, 
In  triumph  rides  th'  eternal  King  ; 

Th'  astonish'd  worlds  adore. 

4.  Ye  deeps,  whose  roaring  billows  rise 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies, 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll; 


10  PRAISE    AND 

His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
E  ich  whisp'riug  breeze  of  yielding  air, 
And  breathe  a  to  the  soul. 

9.  Wake,  all  ye  feather'd  throngs,  and  sing  j. 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
TV  iiim,  who  shap'd  your  finer  mould, 
Whotipp'd  your  glitt'ring  wings  with  gold) 

And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praise 

6.  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sway'd, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head, 

In  heav'nly  praise  employ  ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
Till  heavVs  extended   arch  rebound 

The  gen'rai  burst  of  joy, 

HYMN    14.  c.  M. 

1.  TNDULGENT  Father  !  how  divine, 

How  bright  thy  bounties  are  ! 
Through  nature's  ample  round  they  shine* 
Thy  goodness  to  declare. 

2.  But  in  the  nobler  work  of  grace, 

What  sweeter  mercy  smiles 
In  my  benign  Redeemer's  lace, 
And  ev'ry  fear  beguiles  ! 

3.  Such  wonders,  Lord,  while  I  surveyy 

To  thee  my  thanks  shall  rise, 
When  morning  ushers  in  the  day, 
Or  ev'ning  veils  the  skies, 

4.  When  glimm'ring  life  resigns  its  flame, 

Thy  praise  shall  tune  my  breath. 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 
Shall  gild  the  shades  of  death. 

5.  But,  oh  !  how  blest  my  song  shall  rise, 

When  free'd  from  feeble  clay, 


THANKSGIVING.  *t 

And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  eyes 
In  one  eternal  clay. 

*J.  Not  seraphs,  who  resound  thy  name 
Through  yon  ethereal  plains, 
Shall  glow  with  a  diviner  flame,. 
Or  raise  sublimer  strains. 


HYMN    15,    p.  m. 

1.  |"i  LORY  be  to  God  on  high, 

^     God,  whose  glory  fills  the  skyi 
Lift  your  voice,  ye  people  all, 
Praise  the  God,  on  whom  ye  call. 

2.  God  his  sov'reign  sway  maintains  ; 
King  o'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 
All  to  him  lift  up  their  eye  ; 

He  does  ev'ry  want  supply. 

3.  Sons  of  earth,  the  triumph  join, 
Praise  him  with  the  host  divine. 
Emulate  the  heav'nly  pow'rs : 
Their  all-gracious  God  is  ours. 

4.  Happy,  who  his  laws  obey  ! 
Them  he  rules  with  mildest  sway. 
Pure  and  holy  hearts  alone 

He  hath  chosen  for  his  own. 

5.  Him,  whose  joy  is  to  restore, 
Him  let  all  our  hearts  adore  : 
Earth  and  heav'n  repeat  the  cry, 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ' 


i, 


HYMN  16.  l.   M. 

TTIGH  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God  ! 
-"    Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines. 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  ev'ry  cioud? 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 


m  PRAISE  AND 

2.  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keen. 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3.  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share,; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge ; 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4.  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  I 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5.  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 

We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast, 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salyation  to  our  taste. 

6.  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord  i 
And  in  his  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promis'd  in  his  word. 


HYMN  17.  c  m. 

£.  T  ONG  as  I  live,  I'll  bless  thy  name£ 
■*  J     God  of  eternal  love  ! 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

&  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown^ 
And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3.  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  $ 
And,  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song 
'Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 


THANKSGIVING.  ik 

4.  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5.  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date, 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  : 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  state, 
With  public  splendour  shown. 

6.  The  world  is  managed  by  thy  hands, 

Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love ; 

And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 

Tho'  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

HYMN  18.    p.  m. 

1.  VE  works  of  God  !  on  him  alone, 

■*-  His  footstool  earth,  high  heav'n  his  threat. 

Be  all  your  praise  bestow'd. 
His  hand  the  beauteous  fabric  made, 
His  eye  the  finish*  d  work  survey'd, 

And  saw  that  all  was  good. 

2.  Ye  sons  of  men  I  his  praise  display, 
Who  stamp'd  his  image  on  your  clay, 

And  gave  it  pow'r  to  move. 
Where'er  ye  go,  where'er  ye  dwell, 
From  age  to  age  successive  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3.  Ye  spirits  of  the  just  and  good  ! 
Who,  panting  for  that  blest  abode, 

To  heav'ns  bright  mansions  soar : 
O  let  your  songs  his  praise  display, 
Till  nature's  self  shall  waste  away, 

And  time  shall  be  no  moFe. 

4*  Praise  him,  ye  meek  and  humble  train  I 
Who  shall  those  heav'nly  joys  obtain, 
Prepar'd  for  souls  sincere. 
B 


14  PRAISE  AND 

Now  praise  him  till  you  take  your  way 
To  regions  of  eternal  day, 
To  dwell  for  ever  there. 

HYMN    19*    p.  m. 

1.  ]V$  Y  soul,  praise  the  Lord, 
■*-*■■■    Speak  good  of  his  name  I 
His  mercies  record, 

His  bounties  proclaim. 
To  God,  their  Creator, 

Let  all  creatures  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving, 

The  chorus  of  praise  ! 

3.  Though,  hid  from  man's  sight, 

God  sits  on  his  throne, 
Ye,t  here  by  his  works 

Their  Author  is  known. 
The  world  shines  a  mirror, 

Its  Maker  to  show  ; 
And  heav'n  views  its  image 

Reflected  below. 

3.  By  knowledge  supreme, 

By  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  this  earth 

With  gracious  design. 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect^ 

His  providence  reigns, 
Whose  will  first  created, 

Whose  love  still  sustains. 

£«.  And  man,  his  last  work, 

With  reason  endu'd, 
Who,  falling  through  sin, 

By  grace  is  renew 'd  :— > 
To  God,  his  Creator, 

Let  man  ever  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving. 

The  chorus  of  praise  ! 


THANKSGIVING.  ±G 

HYMN  20.    p.  m. 

i  7phou  pow'r  supremely  whose  command  we  live  t 
-*-  The  grateful  tribute  of  our  praise  receive  : 
To  thy  indulgence  we  our  being  owe, 
And  all  the  joys  which  from  that  being  flow. 

2.  Thy  skill  our  elemental  clay  refin'd, 
And  all  its  various  parts  in  order  join'd  ; 
With  perfect  symmetry  compos'd  the  wholej 
And  stamp'd  thy  sacred  image  on  the  soul  : 

3.  A  soul,  susceptible  of  endless  joy, 

Whose  frame  nor  force,  nor  time  shal  1  e'er  destroy ; 
Which  shall  survive,  though  nature  claim  our 

breath, 
And  bid  defiance  to  the  darts  of  death. 

4.  How  shall  our  hearts  their  grateful  sense  reveal; 
When  all  the  energy  of  words  must  fail  ? 

O  may  its  influence  in  our  lives  appear, 
And  ev'ry  action  prove  our  thanks  sincere* 

HYMN  21.  s.  m. 

1.  \M  Y  Maker,  and  my  King  ! 
-**-*■  To  thee  my  all  I  owe. 
Thy  sov'reign  bounty  is  the  spring, 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2-,  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3.  The  creature  of  thy  hand. 
On  thee  alone  I  live. 
My  God  !  thy  benefits  dema  nd 
More  praise  than  tongue  can  give* 

4t,  O  what  can  I  impart, 

When  all  was  thine  before  ? 


*6  PRAISE  ANi> 

Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart : 
♦     The  gift,  alas  !  how  poor  ! 

g.  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  make  me  to  thy  service  true,  • 
And  fill  me  with  thy  love. 

6.  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  pow'rs  to  thee  aspire^ 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

HYMN   22.    s.  ii. 

i    £\  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

^-*    Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name,.. 
Whose  favours  are  divine. 

2.  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3.  'Tishe  forgives  thy  sins; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain  ; 
*Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses,. 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4.  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  rescu'd  from  the  grave  ; 
He,  that  redeemed  our  souls  from  death. 
Hath  boundless  pow'r  to  save. 

5.  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufTrers  rest. 
The  Lord  hath  justice  for  the  proud, 
And  mercy  for  th'  oppress'd. 

8.  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  ma  de  by  Moses  known  ; 


THANKSGIVING. 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

HYMN  23.  l.  M. 

1.  1^1  RE  AT  source  of  life,  our  souls  confess 
"     The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
Crown'd  with  thy  mercy  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2.  By  thee  the  vault  of  heav'n  was  spread  ; 
By  thee  the  earth's  foundations  laid  j 

And  all  the  scenes  of  man's  abode 
Proclaim  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

3.  Thy  quick'ning  hand  restores  our  breath, 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 

And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

4.  Our  lives  are  sacred  to  the  Lord, 
Kindled  by  him,  by  him  restor'd  ; 
And,  while  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
May  sin  no  more  these  hours  disgrace  1 

C.  So  when,  at  length,  by  thee  we're  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead? 
With  hope  triumphant  may  we  move 
To  scenes  of  nobler  life  above. 

HYMN   24.  l.  m. 

i.  TN  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand, 
■*■  Amidst  the  bounties  of  thy  hand. 
How  numberless  those  bounties  are  I 
How  rich,  how  various,  and  how  fair  I 

5.  But  O  !  what  poor  returns  I  make  I 
What  lifeless  thanks  I  pay  thee  back  I 
Lord  !  I  confess  with  humble  shame. 
My  off' rings  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

B  % 


IS  PRAISE  AND 

3.  Fain  would  my  lab'ring  heart  device 
To  bring  some  nobler  sacrifice. 

It  sinks  beneath  the  mighty  load  : 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ? 

4.  To  him  I  consecrate  my  praise, 
And  vow  the  remnant  of  my  days. 
Yet,  what  at  best,  can  I  pretend, 
Worthy  such  gifts  from  such  a  friend  ? 

5.  In  deep  abasement,  Lord,  I  see, 
My  emptyness  and  poverty. 
Enrich  my  soul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  me  worthier  to  be  thine. 

8.  Give  me  at  length  an  angel's  tongue, 
That  heav'n  may  echo  with  my  song. 
The  theme,  too  great  for  time,  shall  be 
The  joy  of  long  eternity. 

HYMN  25.    s.  m. 

i.  £\  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King  I 
*J  Thy  name  is  all  divine. 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  shine. 

2.  When  to  thy  works  above 

I  raise  my  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  see  the  moon  thy  hands  have  form'd 
In  all  her  splendour  rise: 

3.  When  I  survey  the  stars, 

That  fill  the  vaulted  sky:  — 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  he  should  stand 
In  thy  regard  so  high  ? 

4.  Or  what  the  son  of  man, 

That  he  should  be  thy  care, 
And  in  the  bounties  of  thy  grace 
Possess  so  large  a  share  I 


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5.  Tho'  offspring  of  the  dust, 

(How  vasttue  debt  we  owe  !) 
Next  to  thine  angels  are  we  plac'd? 
And  lords  of  all  below. 

6.  Appointed  for  our  use, 

The  subject  beasts  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings,, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 

?.  How  rich  thy  favours  are  I 

How  wondrous  are  thy  ways  I 
Of  dust  and  worms  thy  pow'r  can  frames 
A  monument  of  praise. 

HYMN  26.  c.  m. 

1.  A  LMIGHT-Y  Father!  Gracious  Lord-! 
-^*-Kind  Guardian  of  my  days  ! 

Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2.  In  Ife's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce   thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  pray'r. 

3.  When  reason  with  my  stature  grew, 

How  weak  her  brightest  ray  I 

How  little  of  my  God  I  knew ! 

How  apt  from  thee  to  stray  i 

4.  Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  1 

What  snares  o'erspread  my  road  ! 
No  pow'r  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  Preserver,  God 

5.  When  life  hung  trembling  on  a  breathy 

'Twasthy  unceasing  love 
That  sav'd  me  from  impending  death, 
And  bade  my  fears  remove. 


20  PRAISE  AND 

6.  Lord,  though  this  mortal  frame  decays. 

And  earthly  comfort  flies  ; 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace> 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

7.  Then  shall  my  joyful  pow'rs  unite 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 

HYMN  27.  c.  m. 

1.  ]\/f  Y  God,  what  blessings  round  me  shone3 
!▼"  Where'er  I  turn'd  mine  eye  ! 

How  many  pass'd,  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded  by  ! 

2.  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought. 

From  thy  exhaustless  store. 
But,  ah  !  in  vain  my  lab'ring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er  : 

3.  While  sweet  reflection,  thro'  my  days, 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace  j 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise^ 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace 

4.  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord  I 

For  favours  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word. 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

5.  My  highest  praise,  alas,  how  poor  I 

How  cold  my  warmest  love  I 
My  Fatner  '   teach  me  to  adore 
As  angels  do  above. 

HYMN  28.    cm. 

1.  TITHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God-' 
*  *  My  rising  soul  surveys 


THANKSGIVING.  3d 

Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2.  O  how  shall  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare. 
That  glows  within  my  ravish'd  heart ! 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3.  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd, 

And  all   my  wants  redressed, 
When  in  the  silent  womb    I  lay 
Or  hung  upon  the  breast. 

4.  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learnt 
To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

K  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  soul 
Thy  tender  care  bestow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

6.  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth. 

With  heedless  steps,  I  ran  ; 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

7.  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils  and  deaths? 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way  ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

8.  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renew'd  my   face  ; 
And,  when  in  sins  and  sorrows  sunk , 
Reviv'd  my  soul  with  grace 

9.  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly  bliss> 

Hath  made  my  cup  ran  o'er, 

And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend > 

Haih  doubled  all  my  store* 


22  CHARACTER  AND 

10.  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart 
Which  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

11.  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And,  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

±2.  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 
Divide  thy  works  no  more  ; 
My  ever  grateful  heai  t,  O  Lord  1 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

13.  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
A  joyful  song  I'll  raise  : — 
But  oh  !  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise  i 

H. 
CHARACTER 

AND 

PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


HYMN  29.  l.  m. 

God  incomfirehen&ible. 

f^  RE  AT  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
*-*     Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through. 
Our  lab'ring  pow'rs  with  rev'rence  own, 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known 

Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought^ 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  23 

Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3.  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  men  to  know  ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  pow'r  divine 
Thro'  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

*.  O  1  may  oiir  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will  I 

HYMN  30.  l.  m. 

The  Majesty  of  God. 

i.  "VTE  weak  inhabitants  of  clay, 
•*-  Ye  trifling  insects  of  a  day, 
Low  in  your  native  dust  bow  down 
Before  th'  Eternal's  awful  throne. 

2.  Let  Lebanon  her  cedars  bring, 

To  blaze  before  the  sov'reign  King  ; 
And  all  the  beasts,  that  on  it  feed, 
As  victims  at  his  altar  bleed. 

3.  Loud  let  ten  thousand  trumpets  sound, 
And  call  remotest  nations  round, 
Assembled  on  the  crowded  plains, 
Princes  and  people,  kings  and  swains. 

-i.  Join'd  with  the  living,  let  the  dead, 
Rising,  the  face  of  earth  o'erspread ; 
And,  while  his  praise  unites  their  tongues? 
Let  angels  echo  back  the  songs. 

5.  The  drop  that  from  the  bucket  falls, 
The  dust  that  hangs  upon  the  scales, 
Is  more  to  sky  and  earth  and  sea, 
Than  all  this  pomp,  great  God  !  to  thee. 


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HYMN   31  ♦    l.  M. 

i.  XrE  sons  of  men,  in  sacred  lays, 

•*■    Attempt  the  great  Creator's  praise  ; 
But  who  an  equal  song  can  frame  ? 
What  verse  can  reach  the  lofty  theme  ? 

2.  He  sits  enthron'd  amidst  the  spheres, 
And  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 
While  boundless  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  grace, 
Command  our  awe,  transcend  our  praise. 

3.  Before  his  throne  a  shining  band 
Of  cherubs  and  of  seraphs  stand ; 
Ethereal  spirits,  who  in  flight 
Outstrip  the  rapid  speed  of  light. 

4.  To  God  all  nature  owes  its  birth, 

He  form'd  this  pond'rous  globe  of  earth^ 
He  rais'd  the  glorious  arch  on  high, 
And  measured  out  the  azure  sky. 

5.  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines. 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame5 
Bear  the  great  impress  of  his  name. 

6.  Rais'd  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Let  us  his  high  perfections  sing  i 
O  let  his  praise  employ  our  tongue, 
Whilst  list'ning  worlds  applaud  the  song  I 

HYMN   32.  c.  m. 

God  eternal  and  unchangeable. 

1\  f>REAT  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
"     How  frail  and  weak  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2.  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Ere  earth  or  heav'n  was  made  ; 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  *M 

Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

Nature  and  time  all  open  lie 

To  thine  immense  survey, 
From  the  formation  of  the  sky, 

To  the  last  awful  day. 

Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  to  thy  view. 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears  ; 
Great  God  !  there's  nothing  new. 

Our  lives  thro*  various  scenes  are  drawn* 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares  ; 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturb'd  affairs. 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

How  frail  and  weak  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


HYMN  33.  l.  m. 

1.  A  LL-POW'RFUL,  self-existent  God. 
-£*-  Who  all  creation  dost  sustain  ! 

Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come ; 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2.  Fix'd  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 

Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Thro'  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminish'd  lustre  shine. 


Fountain  of  being  !  source  of  good 
Immutable  dost  thou  remain  ; 

Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 
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4.  Nature  her  order  shall  reverse, 

Revolving  seasons  cease  their  round; 

Nor  spring  appear  with  blooming  pride. 

Nor  autumn  be  with  plenty  crown'd : 

5.  Yon  shining  orbs  forget  their  course  ; 

The  sun  his  destin'd  path  forsake  ; 
And  burning  desolation  mark 

Amid  the  world  his  wand'ring  track : 

8.  Earth  may  with  all  her  pow'rs  dissolve, 
If  such  the  great  Creator's  will : 
But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 
"  I  am"  is  thy  memorial  still. 

HYMN  34,  l.  m. 

God   almighty, 

1.  |^J.IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
"  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  pow'r  ; 

Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2.  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud, 

O'er  the  vast  ocean  and  the  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3.  He  speaks,  and  howling  tempests  rise, 

And  lay  the  forest  bare  around ; 
The  fiercest  beasts,  with  piteous  cries, 
Confess  the  terror  of  the  sound. 

4.  His  thunders  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 

And  palaces  and  temples  shake. 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  valleys  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5.  The  Lord  sits  sov'reign  o'er  the  flood ; 

The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  King  ; 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

0.  We  see  no  terrors  in  his  name, 

But  in  our  God  a  Father  find. 
The  voice,  that  shakes  all  nature's  frame. 
Speaks  comfort  to  the  pious  mind. 

HYMN  35,  c.  bt, 

1.  A  LMIGHTY  God,  thy  pow'rful  word 
**■  From  nothing  all  things  brought  ; 

Earth,  seas,  and  skies,  by  thee  their  Lord, 
With  skill  divine  were  wrought. 

2.  Thy  pleasure  heav'nly  hosts  fulfil ; 

For  thee  each  planet  rolls  ; 
Earth,  sun,  and  stars  perforin  thy  will ; 
Thy  nod  the  world  controls. 

3 .  Thou  over  all  art  Lord  supreme ; 

All  else  from  thee  derive. 
No  being  can  dispute  thy  claim, 
Or  independent  live. 

4.  To  thee,  our  Lord,  we  therefore  bow  ; 

To  thee,  our  all  resign. 
Entire  to  thee  ourselves  we  vow, 
For  we  are  wholly  thine. 


1. 


HYMN  36.  c.  m. 

vpWAS  God  who  hurl'd  the  rolling  spheres- 

-*•    And  stretch'd  the  boundless  skies  j 
Who  form'd  the  plan  of  endless  years, 
And  bade  the  ages  rise. 

From  everlasting  is  his  might, 

Immense  and  unconfin'd: 
He  pierces  through  the  realms  of  light- 
And  rides  upon  the  wind. 


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3.  He  darts  along  the  burning  skies  j 

Loud  thunders  round  him  roar : 
All  heav'n  attends  him,  as  he  flies  ; 
All  hell  proclaims  his  pow'r. 

4.  He  scatters  nations  with  his  breath  ; 

The  scatter'd  nations  fly  : 
Blue  pestilence  and  wasting  death, 
Confess  the;  Godhead  nigh. 

3.  Ye  worlds,  with  ev'ry  living  thing, 
Fulfil  his  high  command  : 
Mortals,  pay  homage  to  your  King, 
And  own  his  ruling  hand. 

HYMN  37.  l.  m. 

God  omnifiresent  and  omnicient. 

l.T  ORD,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through; 
-"  Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

2.  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love ; 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun> 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

3.  If,  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 
I  fly  beyond  the  western  sea  ; 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

4.  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night ; 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

5.  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise, 

No  screen  from  thy  all-searching  eyes. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  Si 

Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon 
Through  midnight  shades,  as  blazing  noon. 

6.  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast. 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

HYMN  38.  o.  m. 

1.  T  ORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  i 
"  In  vain  my  soul  would  try 

To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2.  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3.  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4.  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high-4 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  ev'ry  side. 

a.  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  ev'ry  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sov'reign  love. 

HYMN  39.  s.  m. 

.:.  "Vf  Y  heart  and  ways,  O  God  I 
-*■  -■■  By  thee  are  search'd  and  seen; 
My  outward  acts  thine  eye  observes; 
My  secret  thoughts  within, 
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30  CHARACTER  AND 

3.  No  spot  the  realms  of  space, 

Whence  thou  art  absent,  know. 
In  heav'n  thou  reign'st  a  glorious  King, 
A  righteous  Judge  below. 

3.  Lord  !  if  within  my  heart 

Thou  aught  should'st  disapprove  s 
The  secret  evil  bring  to  light, 
And  by  thy  grace  removef 

4.  If  e'er  I've  been  perverse 

Or  foolish  in  thy  view  : 
Recall  my  steps  to  thy  commands, 
And  form  my  life  anew. 

HYMN  40,  c  m. 

i.  npO  thee,  my  God  !  my  days  are  known  ; 
-*-      My  soul  enjoys  the  thought. 
My  actions  all  before  thee  lie, 
Nor  are  my  wants  forgot. 

2,  Each  secret  wish  devotion  breathes. 
Is  vocal  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

5.  The  vacant  hour*  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve  ; 
And  ev'ry  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  ev'ry  care  of  love. 

4.  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 
Is  gilded  by  thy  ray  a  ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

6.  Full  in  thy  view  thro*  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die. 
Loixi !  when  all  mortal  bonds  shall  break? 
May  I  still  find  thee  nigh  I 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  *t 

HYMN  41.  c  m. 

God's  Wisdom, 

1.  ^ONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
^  To  my  almighty  God : 

He  hath  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2.  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought  1 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3.  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame ! 

How  wise  th'  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 
That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 

4.  When  he  redeem'd  the  sons  of  men, 

He  fix'd  his  cov'nant  sure  : 
The  orders,  that  his  lips  pronounce, 
To  endless  years  endure. 

fr.  Nature,  and  time,  and  earth,  and  skies, 
Thy  heav'nly  skill  proclaim. 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6.  To  fear  thy  pow'r,  to  trust  thy  grace., 
Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 
Who  best  obeys  thy  will. 

HYMN  42.  c.  *. 

1.  TT^HEN  I  with  curious  eyes  survey 
•  ™     My  complicated  frame, 
I  read  oh  ev'ry  part  inscrib'd 
My  great  Creator's  name. 


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2.  With  nicest  art,  in  secret,  God 

Did  ev'ry  member  write  ; 
And,  when  the  model  was  complete$ 
My  eyes  beheld  the  light. 

3.  He  bade  the  purple  flood  of  life 

In  circling  streams  to  flow  ; 

And  sent  the  genial  heat  around 

Through  ev'ry  part  to  glow. 

4.  Why  was  my  body  form'd  erect, 

Whilst  brutes  bow  down  to  earth  ? 
But  that  my  soul  should  learn  to  know.) 
And  claim  it's  nobler  birth. 

3.  Author  of  life  !  my  tongue  shall  sing 
The  wonders  of  my  frame. 
Long  as  I  breathe,  and  think  and  speaks 
I'll  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

HYMN  43.  o.  m. 

God  holy  and  just. 

%  TTOLY  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 
-"   Of  our  eternal  King. 
Thrice  holy,  Lord  !  the  angels  cry  : 
Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2.  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

And  saints  are  his  delight ; 
But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Are  hateful  in  his  sight. 

3.  The  deepest  rev'rence,  homage,  love,- 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God  ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

&  Thou,  righteous  God  !  preserve  my  mind 
From  all  pollution  free  j 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  S3 

Thine  image  form  within  my  breast, 
That  I  thy  face  may  see. 

HYMN   44.    c.  m. 

1.  pi  OD  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise  ; 
^-"    He  sees  our  inmost  mind- 
In  vain  to  heav'n  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2.  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honour  can  appear. 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3.  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  : 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4.  Lord  !  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere : 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

HYMN  45.  l.  m. 

1.  "DR  AISE  ye  the  Lord  I  'tis  good  to  raise 
-*-     Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2.  He  loves  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
Humbles  the  wicked  in  the  dust, 
Melts  and  subdues  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

3.  His  saints  are  precious  in  his  sight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
Approves  and  ioves  his  image  there. 


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HYMN  46   c.  m. 

1.  "l^iriTH  eye  impartial,  heav'ns  high  King; 

"  "     Surveys  each  human  tribe  ; 
No  earthly  poinp  his  eyes  can  charm. 
Nor  wealth  his  favour  bribe. 

2.  The  rich  and  poor,  of  equal  clay, 

His  pow'pful  hand  did  frame  ; 
AH  souls  are  his,  and  him  alike 
Their  common  Parent  claim. 

3.  Ye  sons  of  men  of  high  degree, 

Your  great  Superior  own  ; 
Praise  him  for  all  his  gifts,  and  pay 
Your  homage  at  his  throne. 

4.  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  humble  poor, 

And  banish  ev'ry  fear  : 
The  God  you  serve  will  ne'er  forsake 
The  man  of  heart  sincere. 

HYMN  47.  l.  m. 

1 .  W^H AT  eyes  like  thine,  eternal  Sire, 

^  *     Through  sin's  obscurest  depths  inquire 
What  jud^e,  like  thee,  on  virtue's  foes 
The  needful  vengeance  can  impose  ? 

2*  The  meek  observer  of  thy  laws 
To  thee  commits  his  injur'd  cause  : 
In  thee,  each  anxious  fear  resign'd, 
The  fatherless  a  father  find. 

3.  Thine  is  the  throne  ;  beneath  thy  reign, 
Immortal  King,  the  tribes  profane 
Behold  their  dreams  of  conquest  o'er, 
And  vanish  to  be  seen  no  more. 

4i  'Tis  thine  the  orphan's  cheek  to  dry, 
The  guiltless  suff'rer's  cjiuse  to  try3 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  si 

To  rein  each  earth-born  tyrant's  will, 
And  bid  the  sons  of  pride  be  still. 

HYMN  48.    l.m. 

i.  ^PHOU  suit'st,  O  Lord,  thy  righteous  ways 
*-    To  various  paths  of  human  kind  : 
They,  who  for  mercy  merit  praise, 
With  thee  shall  wondrous  mercy  find. 

2.  Such,  as  perversely  choose  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee; 
Thou  to  the  just  wilt  justice  show  ; 
The  pure  thy  purity  shall  see- 

3.  For  seeds  are  sown  of  glorious  light, 

A  future  harvest  for  the  just ; 
And  gladness  for  the  heart  that's  right, 
To  recompense  its  pious  trust. 

i.  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  ; 
Memorials  of  his  holiness 
Deep  in  your  faithful  breasts  record, 
And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confess, 

HYMN  49.    l.  n. 

i.  PTTHE  heart,  dejected,  sighs  to  know; 
-*-    Why  vice  triumphant  reigns  below  ; 
Why  saints  have  fali'n  in  ev'ry  age, 
The  victims  of  tyrannic  rage. 

2.  Fast  roll  successive  years  away  ; 
Fast  hastens  on  th'  important  day, 
When,  to  th*  astonish'd  world's  surprise, 
God's  high  tribunal  shall  arise. 

3.  Hark,  'tis  the  trumpet's  piercing  sound ; 
The  rising  dead  assemble  round  ; 

In  close  procession,  see,  they  come, 
Each  to  receive  his  final  doom. 


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4.  Lo  !  there,  a  vile,  degen'rate  race  ; 
Pale  terror  sits  on  ev'ry  face  : 
Here,  on  the  right,  a  joyful  band, 
Tho  sons  of  suff'ring  virtue  stand. 

3.  The  sentence  pass'd,  lo  !  these  arise 
To  bliss  and  glory  in  the  skies  : 
While  those,  who  once  stood  high  in  fame, 
Sink  to  contempt,  remorse  and  shame. 

6.  Thus  shall  God's  government  appear 
Without  a  shade,  divinely  fair ; 
And  blushing  doubts,  with  joy  confess, 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  righteousness. 

HYMN  50.  p.  m. 

God  faithful, 

i.npHE  promises  I  sing, 

-*■    Which  love  supreme  hath  spoke ; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 
His  words  of  grace  revoke. 
1  hey  stand  secure 
And  steadfast  still : 
Not  Sion's  hill 
Abides  so  sure. 

.2.  The  mountains  melt  away, 

When  once  the  Judge  appears  , 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 
That  measure  mortal  years  : 
But  still  the  same, 
In  radiant  lines, 
His  promise  sh-ines 

Through  all  the  flame. 

3.  Their  harmony  shall  sound 
Thro'  my  attentive  ears, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground, 
And  dissipate  the  spheres. 


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Midst  all  the  shock 
Of  that  dread  scene, 
I'll  stand  serene, 

Thy  word  my  rock. 


HYMN  51.  cm. 

God  benevolent  and  merciful. 


1 .  HPHY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love, 

■*-    Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  misery. 

2.  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear ; 
That,  sav'd,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare, 

3.  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth,  to  mc, 

To  ev'ry  soul  abound  ; 
A  vast  unfathomable  sea, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  t!rown'd. 

4.  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore. 

5.  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are  ; 

A  rock  which  cannot  move  : 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constanty  of  love. 

6.  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 

Unalterably  sure  ; 
And,  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
His  goodness  must  endure, 
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HYMN  52.  v.  * 

i.  \MY  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  ? 
-*-"   How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  I 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thy  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heav'n  its  joys  for  ever  run, 
And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2.  'Tis  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil ; 
In  ev'ry  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  ev'ry  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  ev'ry  rill. 

3.  It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  flowery  beauties  round, 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale  ; 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain, 

The  blushing  fruit,  the  golden  grain? 
And  smile  on  ev'ry  vale. 

4.  But  in  thy  gospel  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming^ins  forgiv'n. 
There  faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heav'n. 

5.  Then  let  the  love,  that  makes  me  blest, 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude  ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 

HYMN  53.  l.  m. 

1,PT1RIUMPH ANT,  Lord  !  thy  goodness  reigns 
-*■    Thro'  all  the  wide  celestial  plains ; 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  39 

And  its  full  streams  redundant  flow 
Down  to  th'  abodes  of  men  below. 

%,  Thro'  nature's  works  thy  glories  shine  ; 
The  cares  of  providence  are  thine  ; 
And  thcu  hast  rais'd  within  our  frame 
A  fairer  temple  to  thy  name. 

3.  O  give  to  ev'ry  human  heart, 

To  taste  and  feel  how  good  thou  art  j 
With  grateful  love,  and  rev'rend  fear, 
To  know  how  blest  thy  children  are. 

4.  Let  nature  burst  into  a  song  : 

Ye  echoing  hills,  the  notes  prolong  ! 
Earth,  seas,  and  stars,  your  anthems  raise3 
All  vocal  with  your  Maker's  praise  ! 

o.  Join,  O  my  soul !  the  gen'ral  song ; 
To  thee  its  sweetest  notes  belong. 
Blest  above  all  by  love  divine, 
To  praise  is  eminently  thine, 

HYMN  54.  o.  m. 

X>  C  WEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
^   O  God,  my  heav'nly  King  I 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2.  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies. 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  ev'ry  want  supplies. 

3.  With  longing  eyes,  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food ; 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

i,  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  I 
How  slow  thine  anger  moves  » 


40  CHARACTER  AN© 

But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word? 
To  eheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5.  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 
Thy  pow'r  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints,  who  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

HYMN  55.  o.  m. 

!•  £  JUR  souls  with  pleasing  wonder  view 
^-^   The  bounties  of  thy  grace  ; 
How  much  bestow'd,  how  much  reseiVd, 
For  thooe  that  seek  thy  face. 

2.  Thy  lib'ral  hand  with  worldly  bliss 

Oft  makes  their  cup  run  o'er  ; 
And  in  the  cov'nant  of  thy  love 
They  find  diviner  store. 

3.  Here  mercy  hides  their  num'rous  sins  ; 

Here  grace  their  souls  renews; 
Here  hope,  and  love,  and  joy,  and  peace 
Their  heav'nly  beams  diffuse. 

4.  But  oh  !  what  treasures  yet  unknown 

Are  lodg'd  in  worlds  to  come  ! 
If  these  th'  enjoyments  of  the  way, 
How  happy  is  their  home  ! 

5.  And  what  shall  mortal  worms  reply  ? 

Or  how  such  goodness  own  ? 
But  'tis  our  joy,  that,  Lord,  to  thee 
Thy  servants'  hearts  are  known. 

6.  Since  time's  too  short,  all-gracious  God, 

T©  utter  half  thy  praise  ; 
Loud,  to  the  honour  of  thy  name, 
Eternal  hymns  we'll  raise. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  M 

HYMN  56.    s.  m. 

i.  IkM  Y  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
jj/3  Whose  mercies  are  so  great  ? 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2.  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And,  when  his  wrath  is  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes^ 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3.  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4.  His  grace  subdues  our  sins ; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5.  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  who  fear  his  name? 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

0,  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ! 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

%  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

HYMN  57.    c  m. 

1.  f\  THOU,  the  wretched's  sure  retreatr 
"  Who  dost  our  care  control, 

And,  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  peaces- 
Revive  the  fainting  soul ! 
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42  CHARACTER  AND 

2.  Did  ever  thy  propitious  ear 

The  humble  plea  disdain  ? 
Or  when  did  plaintive  mis'ry  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  ? 

3.  Opprest  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolv'd 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  anxious  doubts, 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

4.  New  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace 

Our  sinking  hearts  receive  ; 
Thy  gentlest,  best-lov'd  attribute, 
To  pity  and  forgive. 

5.  From  that  blest  source,  propitious  hope 

Appears  serenely  bright, 
And  sheds  her  soft  and  cheering  beam 
O'er  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

6.  Our  hearts  adore  thy  mercy,  Lord, 

And  bless  the  friendly  ray, 
Which  ushers  in  the  smiling  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

HYMN   58.    l.  M. 

1.  TTP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
*-^    And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2.  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs  ; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  councils  and  his  cares. 

3.  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God  ; 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD.  43 

4.  In  Tain  might  lofty  princes  try 

Such  condescension  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  so  high 
Above  their  meanest  fellow-worm. 

5.  O  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A.  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace  ; 
To  the  third  heav'n  our  songs  should  rise-, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

HYMN  59.  c  m. 

i.  T  ET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
-■-^  Thou  sov'reign  Lord  of  all  : 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2.  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distress'd 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3.  Thou  know'st  the  pain  thy  servants  feel ; 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children  cry  ; 
And,  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil. 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4.  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

5.  My  lips  shalldwell  upon  thy  praise, 

And  spread  thy  fame  abroad. 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

HYMN    60.  s.  m. 

i.  if^RACE,  'tis  a  charming  sound  ! 
*       Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  s.,all  resound^ 
And  ail  the  earth  shall  hear. 


$i  WORKS  OF  Q0Do 

2.  Grace  -first  contriv'd  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
Arid  all  the  steps  that  grace  display  r 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3.  Grace  leads  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4.  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heav'n  the  topmost  stone? 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

III. 

WORKS  OF  GOD 
IN  NATURE. 


HYMN  61.  l.  m. 

i.  Fl^HE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
*-    With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame;, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2.  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
And  publishes  to  ev'ry  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3.  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale; 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
JRepeats  the  story  of  her  birth  : 


IN  NATURE.  45 

4.  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings,  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5.  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What  tho'  nor  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ? 

6.  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine — ■ 
The  hand  that  made  ue  is  divine. 


HYMN  62.    l.m. 

1.  rpHERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 

A    Through  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skyss. 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2;  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame* 
Inscribes  in  characters  of  light 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorrous  name. 

3.  Diffusing  life,  his  influence  spreads, 

And  health  and  plenty  smile  around  ; 
And  fruitful  fields,  and  verdant  meads, 
Are  with  a  thousand  blessings  crownM, 

4.  Almighty  goodness,  power  divine, 

The  fields  and  verdant  meads  display  ; 
And  bless  the  hand,  which  made  them  shine 
With  various  charms  profusely  gay. 

0.  For  man  and  beast,  here  daily  food 
In  wide  diffusive  plenty  grows  ; 
And  there  for  drink,  the  crystal  flood 
In  streams  sweet  winding  gently  flows. 


m  WORKS  OF  GOD. 

5.  By  cooling  streams  and  soft'ning  show'rs^ 
The  vegetable  race  are  fed  ; 
And  trees,  and  plants,  and  herbs,  and  flow'rs. 
Their  Maker's  bounty  smiling  spread. 


HYMN  63,  g.  m. 

1.  XI  AIL j  great  Creator,  wise  and  good  i 
•*■■*■  To  thee  oi*r  songs  we  raise. 
Nature,  thro'  all  her  various  scenes, 

Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2.  At  morning,  noon,  and  ev'ning  mild, 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view  ; 
And  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult, 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3.  Thy  glory  beams  in  ev'ry  star, 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night ;: 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

%  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  lawn, 
With  countless  beauties  shine  | 
The  silent  grove,  the  awful  shadej 
Proclaim  thy  pow'r  divine.. 

5.  Great  nature's  God  !  still  may  these  scenes^ 

Our  serious  hours  engage  1 
Still  may  our  grateful  hearts  consult 
Thy  works'  instructive  page  ! 

6.  And  while  in  all  thy  wondrous  works, 

Thy  varied  love  we  see  ; 
Still  may  the  contemplation  lead 
Our  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee  J 

HYMN  64,  c.,m. 

1.  TMrE  sing  th'  almighty  pow'r  of  God^ 
*  *    Who  bade  the  mountains  rise,. 


IN  NATURE.  4* 

Who  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

3.  We  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 
The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3.  We  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

Who  fills  the  earth  with  food  ; 
Who  form'd  his  creatures  by  a  word, 
And  then  pronounc'd  them  good. 

4.  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  display 'd, 

Where'er  we  turn  our  eyes ; 
Whether  we  view  the  ground  we  tread. 
Or  gaze  upon  the  skies ! 

5.  There's  not  a  plant  nor  flow'r  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow. 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6.  Creation,  vast  as  it  may  be, 

Is  subject  to  thy  will. 
There's  not  a  place,  where  we  can  flee5 
But  God  is  with  us  still. 

7.  On  him  each  moment  we  depend  ; 

If  he  withdraw,  we  die. 
Oh  may  we  ne'er  that  God  offend, 
Who  is  for  ever  nigh  ! 

HYMN  65.  l.  u. 

1.  T  ET  the  high  heav'ns  your  songs  invite  ; 
-"  Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light, 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole, 


*8  WORKS  OF  GOD. 

2.  Sing  earth  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  shade  ; 

Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms, 

Of  fish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

3.  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns. 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins  ; 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

4.  But  O  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  I 
God's  only  son,  in  flesh  array'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made  ! 

5.  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar ; 
There  in  the  land  of  praise  adore  1 
The  theme  demands  an  aagel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 


HYMN  Q6. 


L.  M. 


i.  T?  TERNAL  source  of  ev'ry  joy  ! 

■"    Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 

While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Wrhose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2.  Tfee  flow'ry  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer- rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3.  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

4.  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise. 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light,  and  ev'ning  shade. 


IN  NATURE.  49 

5.  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eyes  ; 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  clays  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


HYMN    67,  c.  m. 

1.  Vl/'ITH  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 

™  ™     Address  the  Lord  on  high : 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2.  He  sends  his  show'rs  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3.  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat ; 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  : 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 

4.  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

5.  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6.  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn. 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

V,  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word. 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sov 'reign  Lord. 
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SO  WORKS  OF  GOD. 

HYMN  68*    c.  m. 

1.  Tl/rHILE  beauty  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

*  *     And  blossoms  on  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  ev'ry  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  1 

2.  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies  1 

Soft  show'rs,  with  blessings  fraught, 
Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 
And  fix  the  roving  thought. 

3.  O  let  my  wond'ring  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love. 
The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field,  and  grove. 

£.  That  bounteous  hand  my  thoughts  adore 
Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  sweeter,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 
To  bless  the  craving  mind. 

B.  Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 
Glad  nature's  cheerful  song  ; 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 

HYMN   69.   l.   m. 

i.  rpHE  rising  morn,  the  closing  day, 
-*•    Repeat  thy  praise  with  grateful  voice  , 
Both  in  their  turns  thy  pow'r  display, 
And,  laden  with  thy  gifts,  rejoice. 

2.  Earth's  wide  extended,  varying  scenes, 

All  smiling  round,  thy  bounty  show. 
From  seas  or  clouds,  full  magazines, 
Thy  rich  diffusive  blessings  flow. 

3.  Now  earth  receives  the  precious  seed, 

Which  thy  indulgent  hand  prepares  ; 


IN  NATURE.  fig 

And  nourishes  the  future  bread, 
And  answers  all  the  sower's  cares. 

4.  Thy  sweet  refreshing  showVs  attend 

And  through  the  ridges  gently  flow, 
Soft  on  the  springing  corn  descend  ; 
And  thy  kind  blessing  makes  it  grow. 

5.  Thy  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year  ; 

Thy  paths  drop  fatness  all  around  ; 
Ev'n  barren  wilds  thy  praise  declare, 
And  echoing  hills  return  the  sound. 

6.  Here,  spreading  flocks  adorn  the  plain  ; 

There  plenty  ev'ry  charm  displays. 

Thy  bounty  clothes  each  lovely  scene  ; 

And  joyful  nature  shouts  thy  praise* 

HYMN  70.  l.  m. 

i.  |>REAT  God,  at  whose  all  pow'rful  call, 
"   At  first  arose  this  beauteous  frame  1 
By  thee  the  seasons  change,  and  all 

The  changing  seasons  speak  thy  name. 

2.  Thy  bounty  bids  the  infant  year, 

From  winter  storms  recover'd,  rise ; 
When  thousand  grateful  scenes  appear, 
Fresh  op'ning  to  our  wond'ring  eyes. 

3.  O  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 

The  earth  in  vernal  beauty  drest ! 
While  in  each  herb,  and  flow*r,  and  tree. 
Thy  blooming  glories  shine  confest ! 

4.  Aloft,  full  beaming,  reigns  the  sun, 

And  light  and  genial  heat  conveys  ; 
And,  while  he  leads  the  seasons  on, 
From  thee  derives  his  quick'ning  rays. 

,5.  Around  us,  in  the  teeming  field, 

Stands  the  rich  grain  or  purpled  vines 


52  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE. 

At  thy  command  they  rise,  to  yield 

The  strengthening  bread  or  cheering  wine. 

6.  Indulgent  God  !  from  ev'ry  part 

Thy  plenteous  blessings  largely  flow. 
We  see  ;  we  taste  ; — let  ev'ry  heart 
With  grateful  love  and  duty  glow. 


IV. 

DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 

AND  GOVERNMENT, 

HYMN  71.  cm. 

1.  T  ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
-"  Abas'd  before  the  Lord  ! 
Whate'er  his  pow'rful  hand  has  form'd, 

He  governs  with  a  word. 

2.  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
.Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3.  There's  not  a  sparrow  or  a  "worm 

O'erlook'd  in  his  decrees. 
He  raises  monarchs  to  a  throne, 
Or  sinks  with  equal  ease. 

4.  If  light  attend  the  course  I  go, 

'Tis  he  provides  the  rays  ; 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  the  sun, 
If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 


AND  GOVERNMENT. 

£.  Trusting  his  wisdom  and  his  love, 
I  would  not  wish  to  know, 
What  in  the  book  of  his  decrees 
Awaits  me  here  below. 

6.  Be  this  alone  my  fervent  pray'r  : 
Whate'er  my  lot  shall  be, 
Or  joys,  or  sorrows,  may  they  form 
My  soul  for  heav'n  and  thee  I 


HYMN  72.  c.  m. 

i.  PpHE  Lord,  how  fearful  is  his  name   !; 

■*■    How  wide  is  his  command  ! 
Nature,  with  all  her  moving  frame, 
Rests  on  lvis  mighty  hand. 

2.  Immortal  glory  forms  his  throne? 

And  light  his  awful  robe, 
Whilst,  with  a  smile  or  with  a  frown. 
He  manages  the  globe. 

3.  Adoring  angels  round  him  fall, 

In  all  their  shining  forms. 
His  sov'reign  eye  looks  thro*  them  all. 
And  pities  mortal  worms. 

4*.  His  bowels  to  our  worthless  race 
In  sweet  compassion  move  ; 
He  clothes  his  looks  with  softest  grace? 
And  takes  his  title,  love, 

5.  Now,  let  the  Lord  for  ever  reign, 
And  sway  us  as  he  will. 
Sick,  or  in  health,  in  ease,  or  painj 
We  are  his  fav'rites  still. 

5,  No  more  shall  peevish  passion  rise ; 
The  tongue  no  more  complain. 
Tis  sov'reign  love  that  lends  our  joys. 
And  love  resumes  again. 
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54  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE. 

HYMN  73.  p.  it. 

i.XrE  subjects  of  the  Lord,  proclaim 
-*-    The  royal  honours  of  his  name. 

"  Jehovah  reigns/'  be  all  your  song. 
'Tis  he,  thy  God,  O  Zion  !  reigns. 
Prepare  thy  most  harmonious  strains, 
Glad  hallelujahs  to  prolong. 

2.  Ye  princes,  boast  no  more  your  crown, 
But  lay  the  glitt'ring  trifle  down 

In  lowly  honour  at  his  feet. 
A  span  your  narrow  empire  bounds  : 
He  reigns  beyond  created  rounds, 

In  self-sufficient  glory  great. 

3.  Tremble,  ye  pageants  of  a  day, 
Form'd,  like  your  slaves,  of  brittle  clay  ; 

Down  to  the  dust  your  sceptres  bend. 
To  everlasting  years  he  reigns, 
And  undiminish'd  rule  maintains, 

When  kings,  and  suns,  and  time  shall  end. 

4.  So  shall  his  favour'd  Zion  live  ; 
In  vain  confed'rate  nations  strive 

Her  sacred  turrets  to  destroy. 
Her  sov'reign  sits  enthron'd  above  ; 
And  endless  pow'r  and  endless  love 

Insure  her  safety  and  her  joy. 

HYMN  74.  p.m. 

l.rpHE.Lord  of  glory,  reigns  supremely  great, 
-*-  And  o'er  heav'ns  arches  builds  his  royal  seat. 
Thro'  worlds  unknown  his  sov'reign  sway  extends, 
Nor  space,  nor  time,  his  boundless  empire  ends. 
His  eye  beholds  th'  affairs  of  ev'ry  nation, 
And  readseachthoughtthro' his  immense  creation. 


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2.  Lightnings  and  storms  his  mighty  word  obey, 
And  planets  roll,  where  he  has  mark'd  their  wa) , 
Unnumber'd  cherubs  veil'd  before  him  stand, 
And  at  his  signal  all  their  wings  expand. 

His  praise  gives  harmony  to  all  their  voices, 
And  ev'ry  heart  thro'  the  full  choir  rejoices. 

3.  Rebellious  mortals,  cease»your  tumults  vain, 
Nor  longer  such  unequal  war  maintain. 

Let  clay  with  fellow-clay  in  combat  strive  : 
But  dread  to  brave  the  pow'r,  by  which  you  live» 
With  contrite  hearts  fall  prostrate, and  adore  him; 
For,  if  he  frown,  ye  perish  all  before  him. 

HYMN  75.  l.  m. 

1.  r_[REATEST  of  beings,  source  of  life, 
"  Sov'reign  of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea  I 
All  nature  feels  thy  pow'r  ;  but  man 

A  grateful  tribute  pays  to  thee. 

2.  Subject  to  wants,  to  thee  he  looks, 

And  from  thy  goodness  seeks  supplies  ; 
And,  when  oppressed  with  guilt,  he  mourns, 
Thy  mercy  lifts  him  to  the  skies. 

3.  Children,  whose  little  minds,  unform'd, 

Ne'er  rais'd  a  tender  thought  to  heav'n  ; 
And  men,  whom  reason  lifts  to  God, 
Tho'  oft  by  passion  downward  driv'n  ; 

4>.  Those,  too,  who  bend  with  age  and  care, 
And  faint  and  tremble  near  the  tomb, 
Who,  sick'ning  at  the  present  scenes, 
Sigh  for  that  better  state  to  come  : 

5.  All,  great  Creator  !  all  are  thine  ; 
All  feel  thy  providential  care  ; 
And,  thro'  each  varying  scene  of  life, 
Alike  thy  constant  pity  share. 


m  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 

6.  And,  whether  grief  oppress  the  heart? 

Or  whether  joy  elate  the  breast, 
Or  life  still  keep  its  little  course, 
Or  death  invite  the  heart  to  rest : — 

7.  All  are  thy  messengers,  and  all 

Thy  sacred  pleasure,  Lord,  obey  * 
And  all  are  (raining  man  to  dwell 
Nearer  to  bliss,  and  nearer  thee, 

HYMN  76.  l.  m. 

1.  lil^HO,  gracious  Father  !  can  complain? 

*        Under  thy  mild  and  gentle  reign  ? 
Who  does  a  weight  of  duty  share, 
More  than  his  aids  and  pow'rs  can  bear  ? 

2.  With  diff'ring  climes,  and  differing  lands, 
With  fertile  plaias  and  barren  sands, 
Thy  hand  hath  fram'd  this  earthly  roundr 
And  set  each  nation  in  its  bound. 

8.  So  various,  thy  celestial  ray 

Here  sheds  a  full,  there  fainter  day. 
The  God  of  all,  unkind  to  none, 
To  all  the  path  of  life  hath  shown. 

4.  Large  is  the  bounty  of  his  hand  : 
He  will  a  large  return  demand. 
Haste  then,  my  soul  I  thy  work  pursue^ 
And  keep  the  heav'nly  prize  in  view. 

HYMN  77.  l.  m. 

l.rpHROUGH  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
■■-    Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts,  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2.  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain?- 


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To  all  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3.  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  pow'r  ? 

Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball  ? 
When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 

4.  Thy  pow'rful  consolations  cheer  ; 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep-fetch'd  sigh  ; 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear, 
That  secret  wets  the  widow's  eye. 

:».  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend  ; 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  giv'n, 
Would  man  pursue  th'  appointed  end. 

6.  Be  this  my  care  : — To  all  beside, 
'  Indiff'rent  let  my  wishes  be. 
Passion  be  calm,  abas'd  be  pride, 

And  fix'd  my  soul,  great  God  I  on  thee. 


HYMN  78.  c.  m. 

i.  i  *OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
"   His  wonders  to  perform. 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2.  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3.  Ye  fearful  saints  !  fresh  courag'e  take  : 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4.  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 


58  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 

Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5.  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour. 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  fiow'r. 

6.  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain. 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN  79.  l.  m. 

1.  "17 AST  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord  1 

™     All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word. 
Thy  glories  in  the  heav'ns  we  see  ; 
The  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

2.  The  various  tribes  of  creatures  stand, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand  ; 
And,  while  they  take  their  difFreTrt  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  thee  good. 

3.  Whene'er  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dust  return  ; 
Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign  j 
Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 

4.  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again. 
And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men* 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death. 

5.  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke. 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke. 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  sov'reign  grace. 

6.  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet. 

I  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  sing. 


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HYMN  80,  l.  m. 

1.  f<  REAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies ! 
"   A  word  of  thine  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise. 

Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2.  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  dies  the  hostile  plain : 

3.  Thy  sov'reign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  pow'r ; 
Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own, 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

*«  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 

Sweet  peace  !  with  her  what  blessings  fled  ! 
Gtad  plenty  laughs,  the  vallies  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

6.  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs  ; 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore. 
O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore  ! 


HYMN  81.  l.m. 
flJ.QD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
"    When  storms  of  deep  distress  invade. 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 

Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 
Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there  ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world  : 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar  : 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide  ; 

While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  shore 

Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tick. 


60  DIViNE  PROVIDENCE. 

4.  'Midst  storms  and  tempests,  Lord  !  thy  word 
Does  ev'ry  rising  fear  control. 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  well  sustain  the  fainting  soul. 


i 


HYMN   82.    s.  m. 

|^IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
"   Hope,  and  be  undismay'd  : 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2.  Through  waves  and  clouds  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  : 
.Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3.  What  though  thou  rulest  not ; 

Yet  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim,  God  sittethon  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

4.  Thine  everlasting  truth, 

Father,  thy  ceaseless  love, 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 
What  best  for  each  will  prove. 

5.  And  whatsoe'er  thou  wiH'st, 

Thou  dost,  O  King  of  kings  ; 
What  thine  unerring  wisdom  chose, 
Thy  pow'r  to  being  brings. 

6.  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord  ; 

Out  hearts  are  known  to  thee. 
O  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  head, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee. 

7.  Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Thy  steadfast  truth  declare  ; 
And  publish  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 


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HYMN  83,  l.  m. 

2 .  "\TOT  from  relentless  fate's  dark  -womb, 
-^    Or  from  the  dust,  our  troubles  come. 
No  fickle  chance  presides  o'er  grief, 
To  cause  the  pain,  or  send  relief. 

2.  Look  up,  and  see,  ye  sorrowing  saints  ! 
The  cause  and  cure  of  your  complaints. 
Know,  'tis  your  heav'nly  father's  will : 
Bid  ev'ry  murmur  then  be  still. 

3.  He  sees,  we  need  the  painful  yoke  ; 
Yet  love  directs  his  heaviest  stroke. 
He  takes  no  pleasure  in  our  smart, 
But  wounds  to  heal  and  cheer  the  heart. 

4.  Blest  trials  those  that  cleanse  from  sin, 
And  make  the  soul  all  pure  within, 
Wean  the  fond  mind  from  earthly  toys.; 
To  seek  and  taste  celestial  joys ! 

HYMN  84,  c.  m. 

I  •  npO  calm  the  sorrows  of  the  mind, 
■-    Our  heav'nly  Friend  is  nigh, 
To  wipe  the  anxious  tear  that  starts 
Or  trembles  in  the  eye. 

2.  Thou  canst,  when  anguish  rends  the  heart, 

The  secret  woe  control ; 

The  inward  malady  canst  heal, 

The  sickness  of  the  soul. 

3.  Thou  canst  repress  the  rising  sigh ;' 

Canst  sooth  each  mortal  care ; 
And  ev'ry  deep  and  heart-felt  groan 
Is  wafted  to  thine  ear. 

4-.  Thy  gracious  eye. is  watchful  still; 
Thy  potent  arm  can  save 


62  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 

From  threatening  danger  and  disease, 
And  the  devouring  grave. 

5.  When,  pale  and  languid  alPthe  frame, 

The  ruthless  hand  of  pain 
Arrests  the  feeble  pow'rs  of  life, 
The  help  of  man  is  vain. 

6.  'Tis  thou,  great  God!  alone  canst  check 

The  progress  of  disease ; 
And  sickness,  aw'd  by  pow'r  divine. 
The  high  command  obeys. 

7.  Eternal  source  of  life  and  health, 

And  ev'ry  bliss  we  feel ! 
In  sorrow  and  in  joy,  to  thee 
Our  grateful  hearts  appeal. 

HYMN  85.   s.  m. 

1.  CURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
^   Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 

Tho'  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  virtuous  men  complain. 

2.  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes? 
In  robes  of  honour  shine. 

3.  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 

The  everlasting  God ; 
Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

4<.  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  deep  suspense, 
Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

0,  Thy  word,  with  light  and  pow'r, 
Did  my  mistakes  amend  j 


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I  view'd  the  sinners'  life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

6.  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow ; 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine. 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

HYMN  86-  c.  m. 

i.  T  ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
-■-^  Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 
While  we  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2.  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  : 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3.  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone- 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4.  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  form'd  us  first. 

Salvation  to  th'  almighty  name, 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5*  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues. 
Our  ^aker  we'll  adore. 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

HYMN  87,  p.  m. 

l,  TIP  WARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
^    From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth's  foundations  laid. 


6*  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 

God  is  the  tow'r, 
To  which  I  fly  : 
His  grace  is  nigh 

In  ev'ry  hour. 

2.  My  feet  shall  never  slide 

Or  fall  in  fatal  snares  ; 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide3 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
Those  wakeful  eyes, 
That  never  sleep, 
His  children  keep, 
When  dangers  rise. 

3.  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 
Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

*.  Hast  thou  not  giv'n  thy  word, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ?> 
And  I  can  trust  the  Lord, 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
He  call  me  home. 

HYMN  88.  l.  m. 

d.npiHEY,  that  have  made  their  refuge  God. 
-*-    Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  their  head. 

3.  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire : 


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God  is  their  life  ;  his  wings  are  spread. 
To  shield  them  'midst  ten  thousand  dead, 

3.  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rise  thiok,  and  scatter  midnight  death  : 
Still  they  are  safe  ;  the  poison'd  air 
Again  grows  pure,  if  God  be  there. 

4.  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest : 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 

5.  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire. 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire  ; 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord  1  to  thee. 

HYMN  89.  c.  m. 

1¥   k  ND  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
***■   To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  for  ever  near  ? 

2.  Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  form'd  the  ear£h, 

And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  ? 

3.  And  wilt  thou  lead  our  weary  souls 

To  that  delightful  scene, 
Where  rivers  of  salvation  flow 
Through  pastures  ever  green  ? 

4.  On  thy  support  our  souls  shall  lean, 

And  banish  ev'ry  care ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  will  smile, 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 

5.  While  we  his  gracious  succour  prove, 

'Midst  all  our  various  ways, 
F  2 


<56  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE. 

The  darkest  shades,  thro'  which  we  pass*, 
Shall  echo  with  his  praise. 

HYMN  90.  p.  m. 

t.  HPHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
-*-    And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply. 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

~>  When  on  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant ; 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads* 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3.  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray  $ 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd,, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

$,  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shac{£. 

HYMN  91.  o.  *t. 

1.  QHINE  on  our  souls,  eternal  God  I 
*3  With  rays  of  mercy  shine  : 
O  let  thy  favour  crown  our  days, 
Ajrd  their  whole  course  be  thine*, 


AND  GOVERNMENT.  6* 

2.  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain : 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give. 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3.  'Tis  ours'  the  furrows  lo  prepare. 

And  sow  the  precious  grain ; 
'Tis  thine,  to  give  the  sun  and  air, 
And  to  command  the  rain. 

4.  With  thee  let  ev'ry  week  begin, 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent, 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improv'd, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

G.  Thus  cheer  us  thro*  this  toilsome  road, 
Till  all  our  labours  cease  ; 
And  thus  prepare  our  weary  sculs- 
For  everlasting  peace. 

HYMN  92.  c.  m. 

In  travelling'. 

1.  ffOW  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord  1 
"■   How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help  omnipotence. 

2.  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
They  pass  unhurt  thro'  burning  climes, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3.  Thy  mercy  sweetens  ev'ry  soil, 

Makes  ev'ry  region  please. 
The  hoary  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  bois'trous  seas'. 

4.  Tho'  by  the  dreadful  tempest  toss'tt, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 


08  DIVINE  PROVIDENCE 

They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear? 
Nor  impotent  to  save, 

5.  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

6.  From  all  my  griefs  and  straits,  O  Lord  I 

Thy  mercy  sets  me  free ; 
Whilst  in  the  confidence  of  pray'r 
My  heart  takes  hold  on  thee, 

7.  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore ; 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

8.  My  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  my  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And,  oh  I  may  death,  when  death  shall  come, 
Unite  my  soul  to  thee  I 

HYMN  93.  c.  m. 

In  a  thunder-storm. 

1.  T  ET  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear$ 
•"  To  shelt'ring  caverns  fly  ; 

And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
Which  thunders  through  the  sky : 

2.  Protected  by  that  hand,  whose  law 

The  threat'ning  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure, 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

3.  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom5 

The  lightning's  horrid  glare, 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  pow'r 
Which  breathes  the  vernal  air, 


AND  GOVERNMENT.  r>9 

i.  Through  nature's  ever-varying  scene, 
By  different  ways  pursu'd, 
The  one  eternal  end  of  heav'n 
Is  universal  good. 

?.  When,  through  creation's  vast  expanse, 
The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 
And  shake  the  guilty  soul : 

6.  Unmov'd  may  we  the  final  storm 
Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  mqrn 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


V. 
MISSION  AND  NATIVITY 
OF  CHRIST. 


HYMN  94.  c.  m. 

i.TTARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes-, 
■"  The  Savioor  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
,    And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 

2.  On  him  the  spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom,  and  might,  and  zeal,  and  love. 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3.  He  comes  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held : 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
Ths  iron  fetters  yield. 


79  MISSION  AND  NATIVITY 

4fi  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 
To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eyes,  oppress'd  with  nighty 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5.  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 
The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
Ami,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'enrich  the  humble  poor. 

%\  Our  glad  hosannahs,  Prince  of  peace  I 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heav'ns  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

HYMN  95.  s.  u. 

4.  T|  AISE  your  triumphant  songs, 
■**  To  an  immortal  tune. 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  dee4s 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

3.  Sing,  how  eternal  love 
Its  chief  beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes* 

3.  His  hand  no  thunder  bears ; 

No  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below^ 

4.  'Twas  mercy  fi-ll'd  the  throne, 

No  wrath  stood  frowning  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardon  dowr* 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5.  Now  sinners  dry  your  tears ; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 


OF  CHRIST.  H 

HYMN  96.  c.  u. 

i.  f\N  Judah's  plains  as  shepherds  sat, 

^-*   Watching  their  flocks  by  night, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  appear'd, 
Clad  in  celestial  light. 

2.  Awe-struck  the  vision  they  regard, 
Appall'd  with  trembling  fear  ; 
When  thus  a  cherub-voice  divine 
Breath'd  sweetly  on  their  ear. 

.3.  "  Shepherds  of  Judah  \  cease  your  fears; 
And  calm  your  troubled  mind  ; 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

4.  This  day  almighty  love  fulfils 

Its  great  eternal  word  ; 
This  day  is  born  in  Bethlehem 
A  Saviour,  Christ  the  Lord. 

5,  There  shall  you  find  the  heav'nly  babe 

In  humblest  weeds  array'd ; 
All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  clothes,, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

0.  He  ceas'd,  and  sudden  all  around 
Appear'd  a  radiant  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Warbling  their  choral  song  : 

7.  "  Glory  to  God,  from  whom  on  high 
All-gracious  mercies  flow  ! 
Wo  sends  his  heav'n-descended  peace 
To  dwell  with  man  below." 

HYMN  97.  p.  m. 

l.TTARK  !  what  celestial  notes, 
-■""-  What  melody  we  hear! 


2  MISSION  AND  NATIVITY 

Soft  on  the  morn  it  floats. 
And  fills  the  ravish'd  ear. 
The  tuneful  shell, 
The  golden  lyre, 
And  vocal  choir 
The  concert  swell. 

Th'  angelick  hosts  descend, 

With  harmony  divine  : 
See  how  from  heav'n  they  bend, 
And  in  full  chorus  join. 
Fear  not,  say  they, 
Great  joy  we  bring  : 
Jesus,  your  King, 
Is  born  to  day. 

He  comes  from  error's  night 

Your  wand'ring  feet  to  save  ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 
He  lifts  you  from  the  grave. 
This  glorious  morn, 
(Let  all  attend !) 
Your  matchless  friend, 
Your  Saviour's  born. 

Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 

To  earth's  remotest  bound : 
For  peace  on  earth, 
From  God  in  heav'n, 
To  man  is  giv'n, 
At  Jesus'  birth. 


HYMN  98. 


C.  M. 


i.  Tf  IGH  let  us  swell  our  tuneful  notes, 
M-*    And  join  th'  angelick  throng  ; 
For  angels  no  such  love  have  known, 
T'  awake  a  cheerful  song, 


QF  CHRIST.  95B 

5.  Good  will  to  guilty  men  is  shewn, 
And  peace  on  earth  is  giv'n  ; 
For,  lo  I  th'  incarnate  Saviour  comes, 
With  messages  from  heav'n. 

3.  Justice  and  grace,  with  sweet  accord, 

His  rising  beams  adorn  : 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  in  concert  join, 
Now  such  a  child  is  born. 

4.  Glory  to  God,  in  highest  strains, 

In  highest  worlds  be  paid  ! 

His  glory  by  our  lips  proclaim'd, 

And  by  our  lives  display'd  ! 

5.  When  shall  we  reach  those  blissful  realms, 

Where  Christ  exalted  reigns, 
And  learn  of  the  celestial  choir 
Their  own  immortal  strains  ? 


HYMN  99.  c.  m. 

i.  TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  I 
**    Let  earth  receive  her  King. 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 

2.  Joy  to  the  earth  ;  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3.  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground. 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4.  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

\nd  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 
G 


74  MISSION  AND  NATIVITY 

HYMN  100,  l.  m. 

1.  TlfELCOME  the  hope  of  Israel's  race 

*  *     The  messenger  of  truth  and  grace  1 
Your  hearts  in  righteousness  prepare ; 
Behold  your  wish'd  redemption  near  ! 

2.  See  glory  bursting  from  the  skies, 
O'er  Judah's  land  effulgent  rise  ; 
And  fix  amidst  her  coasts  its  seat) 
Where  justice,  truth,  and  mercy  meet : 

3.  While  faith  and  hope,  their  offspring  dear, 
Attendant  on  their  steps  appear  ; 

And  join'din  friendly  compact  moye, 
Bless'd  with  philanthropy  and  love. 

1.  Truth  in  thy  lands,  O  earth  !  shall  spring  ; 
And  righteousness,  her  healing  wing 
Expanding,  downward  cast  her  eye  ; 
While  heavVs  great  Monarch,  from  on  high, 

5.  The  heathen  gloom  shall  chase  away, 
And  usher  in  a  glorious  day ; 
And  from  his  own  propitious  will 
The  promised  grace  to  man  fulfil. 

HYMN10L    l.m. 

1.  "ORAISE  ye  the  Lord,  who  reigns  above, 
-*-     Fix'd  on  his  throne  of  truth  and  love  : 
Behold  the  finger  of  his  pow'r 
Contemplate,  wonder,  and  adore. 

2.  When  man,  debas'd  and  guilty  man, 
From  crime  to  crime  with  madness  ran; 
Well  might  his  arm  its  thunders  launch, 
And  blast  th'  ungrateful,  root  and  branch, 

3.  But  clemency  with  justice  strove, 
To  save  the  people  of  his  love. 


OF  CHRIST.  75 

"  Go,  my  beloved  Son  !"  he  cried, 

"  Be  thou  their  Saviour,  thou  their  guide." 

4.  The  eastern  star  with  glory  streams  ; 
It  comes,  with  healing  on  its  beams. 
Dark  mists  of  error  fleet  away, 
And  Judah  hails  the  rising  day. 

5.  His  sacred  memory  we  bless, 
Whose  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 
And  praise  that  great  almighty  name, 
From  whom  such  light  and  favour  came, 

HYMN  102.  l.  u. 

l.^T^O  those  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord, 
■*■    His  mercy  stands  for  ever  sure. 
From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

2.  He  spake  to  Abr'am  and  his  seed  : 

"  In  thee  shall  all  the  world  be  bless'd  I" 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast. 

3.  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait  ; 

No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn. 
Lo!  the  desire  of  nations  comes; 
Behold!  the  promis'd  seed  is  born. 

HYMN  103.  p.  m. 

1.  ^JONS  of  Adam  !  join  to  raise 
^   Songs  of  gratitude  and  praise. 
Emulate  the  choirs  above  ; 
Celebrate  eternal  love. 

2.  Endless  ages  saw  the  scheme  ; 
Endless  ages  sang  the  theme  : 
Man,  in  God's  own  image  made. 
Honour,  glory  on  his  head. 


76  MISSION  AND  NATIVITY 

3.  Raptur'd,  all  the  sons  of  light 
HailM  the  moment,  mercy-bright, 
When  to  Jesus,  Lord  from  heav'n, 
Thus  the  glorious  charge  was  giv'n  .' 

4.  «  Go,  proclaim  Jehovah's  grace  ; 
Fear  destroy,  and  guilt  efface  ; 
Conquer  death,  unbar  the  grave  : 
Lo  !  thy  work^-the  world  to  save." 

3.  Speak  your  pleasures,  happy  race, 
Objects  of  your  Father's  grace  I 
A>i  the  family  of  earth 
Glory  in  your  Saviour's  birth  ! 

HYMN  104.  p.  m, 

1 .  rj I VE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
"  The  universal  Lord, 

The  sov'reign  King  of  kings  ; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
His  pow'r  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

2.  He  saw  the  nations  lie 

All  perishing  in  sin, 
And  pitied  the  sad  state 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

3.  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 


OF  CHRIST. 

His  pew'r  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 
And  let  his  name 

Have  endless  praise. 

4,  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heav'nly  King  ; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing, 
Thy  mercy  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 


VI. 

OFFICE  AND  MEDIATION 
OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN  105.  l.m. 

1.  TMMORTAL  God  !  on  thee  we  call, 
-*-  The  great  Original  of  all. 
From  thee  we  are,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Our  sure  support,  our  glorious  end. 

3.  We  praise  that  wise,  that  wondrous  grace, 
Tnat  pitied  our  revolted  race, 
And  Jesus,  our  victorious  head, 
The  captain  of  salvation  made. 

3,  He,  thine  eternal  love  decreed, 
Should  many  sons  to  glory  lead  : 
And  sinful  worms  to  him  are  giv'n, 
A  colony  to  people  heav'n. 
GS 


?8         OFFICE  AND  MEDIATION 

4.  Jesus  for  us  (O  gracious  name  !) 
Encounter'd  agony  and  shame  ; 
Jesus,  the  glorious  and  the  great, 
Was  by  dire  suff  'rings  made  complete. 

5.  A  scene  of  wonders  here  we  see, 
Worthy. thy  Son,  and  worthy  thee  ; 

And,  while  this  theme  employs  our  tongues, 
All  heav'n  unites  its  sweetest  songs. 

HYMN  106.  L.  m. 

t.  ^TH'  eternal  Sov'reign  from  on  high 
-*-    Cast  on  the  sons  of  men  his  eye, 
To  see,  if  any  understood, 
And  fear'd,  and  lov'd  their  Maker,  God. 

2.  But  all  were  so  degen'rate  grown, 
None  the  true  God  had  fully  known  ; 
Both  Jew  and  Gentile  long  had  been 
By  lust  enslav'd,  and  dead  in  sin. 

3.  Both  gone  from  wisdom's  path  astray, 
Pursu'd  the  errors  of  their  way, 
With  dismal  superstition  blind  ; 

And  causeless  terrors  fill'd  their  mind. 

4.  Who,  gracious  God  !  to  sinners'  eyes 
Could  bid  the  wish'd  salvation  rise  ? 
Thy  Son  did  light  and  truth  display, 
And  turn  their  darkness  into  day. 

5.  No  flesh  shall  boast  of  righteousness. 
But  guilty  shail  themselves  confess; 
And,  when  they  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice? 
In  thy  salvation  shall  rejoice. 


HYMN  107.  l.  if. 

it  re 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  I 


i.TBEHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ' 


OF  CHRIST.  79 

The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 

2.  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3.  He  dies  ;  the  heav'ns  in  mourning  stood  : 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God. 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4.  Hence,  and  forever,  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine* 

HYMN  108.  l.  m. 

l.TTl/'HAT  works  of  wisdom,  pow'r  and  love, 
"  ™     Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove  ! 
Attest  his  heav'n-derived  claim, 
And  glorify  his  Father's  name  1 

2.  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day, 
He  pours  the  bright  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafen'd  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

3.  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  ev'ry  nerve  ;  and,  free  from  pain> 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

4.  The  shatter'd  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  pow'rs; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn, 

5.  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace. 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  I 


so  OFFICE  AND  MEDIATION 

Canst  thou  behold  thy  Saviour's  pow'r, 
And  not  believe,  obey,  adore  ? 

HYMN  109.  l.  m. 

1.  nnO  thee,  0,God  !  we  homage  pay, 

-*-    Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day  ! 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays,  and  speaks  thy  name. 

3,  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace, 
Which  gives  the  sun  of  righteousness, 
Whose  nobler  light  salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  from  his  wings. 

3.  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine  ! 
Quicken'd  by  him,  our  souls  shall  live, 
And,  cheer'd  by  him,  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4f.  O  may  his  glories  stand  confess'd, 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west ; 
Successful  may  his  gospel  run, 
Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

5.  When  shall  that  radiant  scene  arise, 
When,  fix'd  on  high,  in  purer  skies, 
Christ  all  his  lustre  shall  display 
On  all  his  saints  through  endless  day  1 

HYMN  110;  l.  m. 

1.  HPHOU,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 
-*-    And  by  thy  offspring  here  unknown, 
To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 

Hast  set  thine  image  in  thy  Son. 

2.  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 

O'erwhelms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  cheers  us  with  his  softer  rays, 
When  shining  with  reflected  light  j 


OF  CHRIST.  Si 

3.  So,  in  thy  Son,  thy  pow'r  divine, 

Thy  wisdom,  justice,  truth  and  love, 
With  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 

4.  Though  Jews,  who  granted  not  his  claim, 

Contemptuous  turn'd  away  their  face  ; 
Yet  those,  who  trusted  in  his  name,  ^ 

Beheld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 

->.  O  thou  !  at  whose  almighty  word 

Fair  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone. 
Teach  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  trace  the  Father  in  the  Son. 

6.  While  we  thine  image,  here  display'd, 
With  love  and  admiration  view  ; 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  head, 
That  we  may  bear  thy  image  too. 

HYMN  111.  s.  m. 

1.  T¥OW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
"-  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongue?, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

■2.  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  the  tidings  are ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King ; 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 

3.  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  1 

%  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heav'nly  light  i 
Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 


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5.  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6.  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Thro'  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  112.  s.  m. 

1.  TgEHOLD,  the  Prince  of  peace  I 
-*  *   The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 
God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 

The  sure  prophetic  word, 

2.  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  righteousness  : 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3.  Jesus,  thou  light  of  men  ! 

Thy  doctrine  life  imparts. 
O  may  we  feel  its  quick'ning  pow'r 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts  ! 

4.  Cheer'd  by  its  beams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heav'nly  way. 
The  path,  which  Christ  unwearied  trod., 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 


*.N 


HYMN  113.    l.  m. 

OW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 
Awake  my  soul,  awake  my  tongue 
Hosannah  to  th'  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2,  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ! 


OF  CHRIST.  ss 

God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  noblest  works  outdone. 

3.  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wive  and  pow'rful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  glories,  from  afar, 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  star. 

4.  But  in  thy  Son  a  glory  shines, 
Drawn  out  in  far  superior  lines  ; 
The  lustre  of  redeeming  grace 
Outshines  the  beams  of  nature's  face. 

5.  Grace  1  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name. 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ! 

Ye  heav'ns,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  1 

6.  O  may  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
Where  all  his  saints,  from  death  restor'd, 
Shall  be  forever  with  the  Lord, 

HYMN  114.    p.  m. 

i.  TO  IN  all  the  glorious  names 
**    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 
To  speak  his  worth  ; 

Too  mean  to  set 
My  Saviour  forth. 

2.  But  O  what  gentle  terms, 

What  condescending  ways, 
Doth  our  redeemer  use, 

To  teach  his  heav'nly  grace  { 
Mine  eyes  with  joy 
And  wonder  see, 

Wirat  forms  of  love 
He  bears  for  me. 


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3.  Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 

He  like  an  angel  stands, 
And  holds  the  promises 
And  pardons  in  his  hands ; 
Commission'd  from 
His  Father's  throne, 
To  make  his  grace 
To  mortals  known. 

4.  Great  Prophet  of  my  God  ! 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name. 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  : 
The  joyful  news 
Of  sin  forgiv'n, 

Of  hell  subdu'd, 
And  peace  with  heav'n. 

HYMN    115.  p.  m. 

1.  Tl^ITH  ecstacy  of  joy 

*  *     Extol  his  glorious  name, 
Who  rear'd  the  spacious  earth, 
And  rais'd  our  mortal  Irame. 
He  built  the  church, 
Who  spread  the  sky  : 

Shout  and  exalt 
His  honours  high. 

2.  See  the  foundation  laid 

By  pow'r  and  love  divine  ; 
Jesus,  his  first-born  Son, 

How  bright  his  glories  shine  ! 
Low  he  descends, 
In  dust  he  lies, 

That  from  his  tomb 
A  church  might  rise. 

3.  But  he  for  ever  lives, 

Nor  for  himself  alone  ; 


OF  CHRIST.  *& 

Each  saint  new  life  derives 
From  him,  the  living  stone. 

His  influence  spreads 
Through  ev'ry  soul, 
And  in  one  house 
Unites  the  whole. 

*.  To  him  with  joy  we  move  ; 
In  him  cemented  stand  ; 
The  living  temple  grows, 
And  owns  the  founder's  hand. 
That  structure,  Lord, 

Still  higher  raise, 
Louder  to  sound 
Its  builder's  praise. 

HYMN  116*  p.m. 

1.  "Vf/'E  sing  the  wise,  the  gracious  plan, 

"  "    Which  God  devis'd,  ere  time  begaiij 
At  length  disclos'd  in  all  its  light ; 
We  bless  the  wondrous  birth  of  love, 
Which  beams  around  us  from  above, 
With  grace  so  free  and  hope  so  bright. 

2.  Here  has  the  wise  eternal  mind 

In  Christ,  their  common  head,  conjoin'd 
Gentiles  and  Jews,  and  earth  and  heav'n. 

Through  him.,  from  the  great  Father's  throne^ 

Rivers  of  bliss  come  rolling  down, 
And  endless  peace  and  life  are  giv'n. 

3.  No  more  the  awful  cherubs  guard 
The  tree  of  life  with  flaming  sword, 

To  drive  afar  man's  trembling  race. 
At  Salem's  pearly  gates  they  stand, 
And  smiling  wait,  a  friendly  band, 

To  welcome  strangers  to  the  place. 

4.  While  we  expect  that  glorious  sight, 
Love  shall  our  hearts  with  theirs  unite, 

H 


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And  ardent  hope  our  bosoms  raise. 
From  earth's  low  cottages  of  clay, 
To  those  resplendent  realms  of  day, 

We'll  try  to  send  the  sounding  praise. 


HYMN  117*  cm. 

i.  SALVATION,  O  the  joyful  sound  J 
*^   'Tis  music  to  our  ears ; 
A  sov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears, 

2*  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  : 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heav'nly  day. 

3.  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

chorus. 

Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever  I 

Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer  ! 
Hallelujah  !  praise  the  Lord  ! 

HYMN  118.  L.*r. 

i.  A  LL-glorious  God  I  .what  hymns  of  praise 
•**-  Shall  our  transported  voices  raise  ? 
What  ardent  love  and  zeal  are  due» 
While  heav'n  stands  open  to  our  view  ! 

2.  Once  we  were  fall'n,  and  O  how  low  ! 
Just  on  the  brink  of  hopeless  woe  ! 
When  Jesus,  from  the  realms  above, 
Borne  on  the  wings  of  boundless  love, 


OF  CHRIST. 

3.  Scattered  the  shades  of  death  and  night, 
And  spread  around  his  heav'nly  light. 
By  him  what  wondrous  grace  is  shown 
To  souls  impov'rish'd  and  undone  ! 

4.  far,  far  beyond  these  mortal  shores, 
A  bright  inheritance  is  ours  ; 
Where  saints  in  light  our  coming  wait, 
To  share  their  holy  happy  state. 


HYMN   119,   p.  m. 

1.  XTOW  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
-^    Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain  : 
The  love  of  God  forgiving  sin, 
Through  Jesus  crucified  and  slain. 

His  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 

When  heav'n  and  earth  have  pass'd  away- 

2.  Father  1  thine  everlasting  grace 
Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far ; 
Thine  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness, 
Thine  arms  of  love  still  open  are ; 

And  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries. 

3.  Tho'  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
Tho'  strength  and  health  and  friends  be  gone* 
Tho'  joys  be  wither'd  all  and  dead, 

Tho'  ev'ry  comfort  be  withdrawn  : 
On  this  my  steadfast  soul  relies, 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

*.  Fix'd  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 
Tho'  my  heart  fail  and  strength  decay. 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 
When  earth's  foundations  melt  away. 
Mercy's  full  pow'r  I  then  shall  prove, 
Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love. 


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HYMN    120.    p.  m. 

It  l"|NE  there  is,  above  all  others, 

"  Well  deserves  the  name  of  friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
They  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

ft.  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 

Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God. 
It  was  boundless  love,  to  bleed  : 
Jesus  is  a  friend  indeed. 

S.  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 
Friend  of  sinners,  was  his  name. 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4.  Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love. 
We,  alas  I  forget  too  often, 

What  a  friend  we  have  above. 
When  to  heav'n  our  souls  are  brought; 
We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought. 

HYMN    121.  p.  m. 

i .  "VTO W  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 
-*^    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ! 
Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2,  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace , 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  heav'n  ye  onward  move* 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


OF  CHRIST.  39 

3.  Mourning  souls  !  dry  up  your  tears  ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears. 

See  your  guilt  and  care  remove> 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4.  Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin  ! 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove  ; 
Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love* 

5.  Christ  subdu'd  th'  infernal  pow'rs ; 
His  tremendous  foes,  and  our's, 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove, 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

6.  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring  ; 
Strike  aloud  the  joyful  string. 
Mortals  !  join  the  host  above, 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  122*  p.  m. 

1.  pOME,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

^  Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  i 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  I 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2.  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roam'd  the  barren  waste  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3.  Ye,  who,  toss'd  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain : 

Ye,  whose  swoll'n  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise : 

4.  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

Guilt,  in  strong  remorse,  who  mourn; 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  : 
Conscience  wounded  who  can  bear  ? 
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5.  Sinner,  come  I  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  ev'ry  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure  ; 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

HYMN  123*  s.  ic. 

i.  T  ET  ev'ry  ear  attend, 
-^  And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds* 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

3v  Ho  !  all  ye  starving  souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  : 

3,  Here  wisdom  hasprepar'd 
A  soul- reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4s.  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  streams, 
And  pine  away  and  die  : 
Here  yo\*  may  quench  your  raging  thirst. 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5.  Rivers  of  mercy  here 
In  a  rich  ocean  join  j 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

ft.  The  gates  of  gospel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord !  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

HYM1*  124.  l.  m. 

**■.  "J^OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  I 
^  Ye  heavy-laden  sinners  J  come  : 


OF  CHRIST.  91 

I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  10  my  heav'nly  home." 

2.  "  They  shall  find  rest,  that  learn  of  me  j 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind." 

3.  u  Bless'd  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ! 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck  ; 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4.  Jesus  !  we  come  at  thy  command, 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal^ 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


HYMN  ]25.  l.m. 


1.  pOME  weary  souls,  with  sin  distrest, 
*-;  Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2.  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad. 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

S.  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes,; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  I 

4.  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart. 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice^ 
And  bless  thy  kind  inviting  voice. 


V2          OFFICE  AND  MEDIATION 

HYMN  126.  c  m. 

i.  HPHE  Saviour  calls  ;  let  ev'ry  ear 
■-    Attend  the  heav'nly  sound- 
Ye  doubting  souls !  dismiss  your  fear  ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  roundt 

2.  For  ev'ry  thirsty  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow ; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3.  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise, 

To  ease  your  ev'ry  pain  : 
Immortal  fountain  !  full  supplies ! 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 

4.  Ye  sinners  !  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey. 
Mercy  invites  to  heav'nly  joys  : — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

5.  Dear  Saviour  !  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly  j 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

HYMN  127.  cm. 

i.  ^I^HE  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads, 
■*    And  dainties  crown  the  board, 
Not  all  the  boasted  joys  of  earth 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2.  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  giv'n  ; 
And  the  rich  blood,  which  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heav'n. 

3.  Ye  hungry  poor,  who  long  have  stray'd 

In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come  ; 


OF  CHRIST.  93 

1  Come  from  the  hedges  and  highways, 
And  grace  will  find  you  room. 

4.  Thousands  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  thousands  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5.  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 

That  thousands  more  may  come; 
Nor  could  the  wide  assembling  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

6.  All  things  are  ready  :  enter  in, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame. 
Come,  take  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 


VII. 
EXAMPLE  OF  CHRIST, 

HYMN  128.  c.  m. 

1.  A/f  Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord  ! 
13  M.  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word : 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2.  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def 'rence  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3.  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  pray'r  : 


Oj,  EXAMPLE  OF  CHRIST. 

The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  vict'ry  too  J 

4.  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  let  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here. 
Then  God  the  Judge  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  fbrwers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  129.  l.  m. 

1>  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 

•**•  Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 

Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2*  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3.  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  I 

How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  livet 

4.  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 

Was  his  employment  and  delight  ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  thro'  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5.  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labours  of  his  life  were  love. 
If  then  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move  ! 

HYMN  130.  cm. 

1.  T| EHOLD,  where  in  a  mortal  form 
-*-^   Appears  each  grace  divine  I 
The  virtues,  all  n  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 


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2TTo  spread  the  rays  of  heav'nly  light, 
To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3.  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 

A  friend  and  servant  found, 
He  wash'd  their  feet,  he  wip'd  their  te  ars, 
And  heal'd  each  bleeding  wound. 

4.  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood. 
His  foesj  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  ; 
He  labour'd  for  their  good. 

&.  To  God  he  left  his  righteous  cause, 
And  still  his  task  pursu'd ; 
While  humble  pray'r  and  holy  faith 
His  fainting  strength  renew'd. 

6.  In  the  last  hours  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resign'd  he  bow'd,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ! 

7.  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide  I 

His  image  may  we  bear  I 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  I 

HYMN  131.  l.m. 

i.  "Y^HEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

*  "     What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day. 
But  miracles  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
Which  spread  salvation  thro*  our  race  ? 

2.  Teach  us,  O  Lord  !  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue. 
Let  arms  bestow'd,  let  kindness  done 
Be  witness'd  by  each  rolling  sun. 


96  EXAMPLE  OF  CHRIST. 

3.  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thaok. 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank. 

4.  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  day 
In  gen'rous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  the  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 


HYMN  132. 


C  M. 


1.  fJOD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise  ! 
"    Thy  glory  is  my  song  ; 
Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 

With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2.  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 

They  compass'd  him  around. 

3.  Their  mis'ries  his  compassion  mov'd  j 
Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd : 

They  render'd  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4.  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause  ; 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  cross, 
And  bless'd  his  foes  in  death. 

$.  O  may  his  conduct,  all-divine, 
To  me  a  model  prove  ! 
Like  his,  O  God  I  my  heart  incline 
My  enemies  to  love. 

HYMN  133.  l.  m. 

!.""pATHER  divine,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
**-     While  horrors  press'd  on  ev'ry  side, 


SUFFERINGS  Sec. 

*  And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away." 

2, "  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne, 
And  stripes,  and  wounds,  and  cruel  scorn, 
I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 
And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine  be  done." 

3.  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low. 

Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 

Would  say,  "  Thy  will,  not  our's  be  done." 

4.  Then,  though  like  him  in  dust  we  lie, 
We'll  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 


VIII. 

SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH 
OF  CHRIST. 


HYMN  134. 


S.    M. 


i.   A  UTHOR  of  life  arm  bliss  ! 
-**-   Thy  goodness  I  adore. 
O  give  me  strength  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

2.  First  for  this  world,  so  fair, 
My  daily  thanks  shall  rise ; 
For  ev'ry  comfort,  ev'ry  joy, 
Thy  bounteous  hand  supplies. 
I 


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3.  But  yet  a  nobler  cause 

Demands  my  warmest  love. 
Can  words  describe  the  wond'rous  gift 
Descending  from  above  ? 

4.  The  Saviour  dwelt  on  earth  ; 

He  died,  that  we  might  live  ; 
Endur'd  the  sorrows  of  the  cross > 
Immortal  hope  to  give. 

5.  Ah  who  can  tell  the  scorn, 

The  dear  Redeemer  bore  ? 
Or  who  describe  the  mental  grief, 
Which  his  blest  bosom  tore  ? 

8.  Low  in  the  grave  he  lay, 

While  darkness  veil'd  the  skies. 
But  lo  ! — he  bursts  the  bands  of  death  ; 
To  glory  see  him  rise  ! 

7.  Father !  this  work  is  thine ; 
For  us  thou  gav'st  thy  Son. 
O  may  we  all  devoted  be 
And  live  to  thee  alone  ! 

HYMN  135.    cm. 

1. «  TVfOW,  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress* 
-^    My  God,  support  thy  Son. 
When  horrors  dark  my  soul  oppress, 
O  leave  me  not  alone ! n 

2.  Thus  did  our  suff'ring*  Saviour  pray, 
With  mighty  cries  and  tears. 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3A  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death  : 

His  throne  exalted  stands ; 

And  all  the  natiens  of  the  earth 

Shall  bow  to  his  commands. 


OF  CHRIST.  99 

4.  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 
His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all,  that  seek  the  Lord,  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed  ! 

HYMN  136.  l.  m. 

1.  J^OME,  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
^   The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  expir'd  in  shame  and  blood, 
Like  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2.  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads,  and  laugh'd  in  scorn  $ 
M  He  rescu'd  others  from  the  grave  ; 
Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save.'* 

3.  O  hardened  people  !  crue   priests 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts  I 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r ! 

4.  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

5.  But,  gracious  God  !  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Have  made  his  death  a  blessing  prove. 
Tho'  once  upon  the  cross  he  bled, 
Immortal  honours  crown  his  head. 

Ti .  Thro'  Christ  thy  Son  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ! 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name ; 
Nor  shall^our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

HYMN    137.  l.  m. 

1.  TpWAS  for  our  sake,  eternal  God, 
"■■    Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load ; 


400          SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH 

Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 
And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  face. 

2.  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  him  when  he  check'd  their  sin  j 
While  he  fulfill'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  cause. 

3.  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood  i 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  mourn 'd  them  as  his  own. 

4.  His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head. 
They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  my  Lord,  who  died  for  me* 

5.  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

HYMN  138.  o.  m. 

J .  PT^HE  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame, 
■*■    Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When,  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  march'd  before  the  rest ! 

2,  Good-will  to  men  and  zeal  for  God 

His  ev'ry  thought  engross  ; 
He  longs  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood ; 
He  pants  to  reach  his  cross. 

3.  With  all  his  suff 'rings  full  in  view 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew  ; 
'Twas  love  that  urg'd  him  on. 

&•  Lord  !  we  return  thee  what  we  can, 
Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad 


OF  CHRIST.  101, 

Salvation  to  the  dying  man. 
And  to  the  rising-  Cod  ! 

5".  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 
Engage  our  wond'ring  eyes  ; 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 


1. 


HYMN  139.  s.  m 

T|  EHOLD  th'  amazing  sight, 
-*-*   The  Saviour  lifted  high  ! 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony  ! 

2.  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 

Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 
Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart. 
And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3.  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 

And  all  in  torture  died  ; 
'Twas  love  that  bow'd  his  fainting  head? 
And  op'd  his  gushing  side. 

4.  In  sympathy  of  love 

Let  all  the  earth  combine  ; 
And,  drawn  by  cords  so  gentle,  prove 
The  energy  divine- 

5.  In  him  our  hearts  unite, 

Nor  share  his  griefs  alone  ; 
But  from  his*cro*s  pursue  their  flight 
To  his  triumphant  throne. 

HYMN  140.   c.  m. 

i.  r<OME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, 
^   Hi.^h  as  our  joys  arise  ; 
And  join  the  songs  above  the  sky,, 
Where  pleasure  never  dies.. 
I  2 


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.2,  Jesusj  the  Lord  that  fought  and  bled, 
How  kind  his  smiles  appear  j 
What  melting,  soothing  words  he  says 
To  ev'ry  humble  ear  1 

3.  "  For  you,  the  objects  of  my  love, 
"  It  was  for  you  I  died. 
"  Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
"  And  look  into  my  side. 

1.  These  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 
"  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
"  When  I  was  sent  to  free  your  souk 
"  From  misery  and  chains." 

0.  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  highest  praise 

For  goodness  so  divine. 
O  may  we  ever  fe>£l  thy  grace, 
And  die  to  ev'ry  sin ! 

HYMN  14L  p.  m. 

1,  TTARK  I  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
•*•-■-  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
Rending  rocks  the  work  attesting, 

Shaking  earth  and  veiled  sky. 
*  It  is  finish'd  1" 

Was  the  dying  Saviour's  cry. 

%,  O  the  life,  the  peace,  the  pleasure, 

Which  these  charming  words  afford  I 

Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure 
Flow  to  us  thro'  Christ  the  Lord. 

"  It  is  finish'd  !"' 

Let  our  joyful  words  record. 

3.  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  ^ 
Sound  aloud  Immanuel's  name. 

All  creation  swell  the  chorus, 
Dwell  on  this  delightful  themes 

"  It  is  finish'd  !" 

Glory  to  the  worthy  Lam!)  I 


OF  CHRIST.  log 

HYMN  142.  l.  m. 

1.  «  'fWllS  finish'd  /"-—so  the  Saviour  cried, 

-■-    And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died. 
'Tis  finish'd — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 

2.  'Tis  finish'd  ! — all  that  heav'n  decreed, 

And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 
Is  now  fulnTd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  thee  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3.  'Tis  finish'd  I — Aaron  now  no  more 

Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore., 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 
And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

4.  '  Tis  finish' d  I — man  is  reconcil'd 

To  God,  and  pow'rs  of  darkness  spoil'd- 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

H.  'Tis  finish'd  J — let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round. 
' Tis  finish'd! — let  the  echo  fly 

Thro'  heav'n  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky  I  * 

HYMN  143.  c.  m. 

1.  piOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
^  With  angels  round  the  throne. 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2.  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry9 

"  To  be  exalted  thus. 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply9 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

8.  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honour  and  pow'r  divine  5 


1S4         SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH 

And  blessings)  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord  !  for  ever  thine. 

4.  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 
And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise  ! 

HYMN  144.  s.  m 

1.  TTOSANNAH  to  the  Son 
-"   Of  David  and  of  God, 

Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood  1 

2.  To  Christ  th'  anointed  King, 

Be  endless  blessings  giv'n  ! 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  sing, 
Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'n. 

HYMN  145.  l.  m. 

4.  TirORTHY  is  he,  that  once  was  slain, 

*  "    The  Prince  of  peace  that  groan'd  and  died  £ 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign, 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

&  Pow'r  and  dominion  are  his  due, 

Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate  Js  bar. 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Though  he  was  charg'd  with  madness  here. 

3.  Honour  immortal  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  about  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

4.  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Whose  blood  speaks  peace  to  wretched  men, 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  namej 
And  ey'ry  creature  say,  Amen, 


OF  CHRIST.  1©5 

HYMN  146.  c.  m. 

1.  A  ND  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God, 
-^*    Who  once  at  distance  stood  ? 

And,  to  effect  this  glorious  change, 
Did  Jesus  shed  his  blood  ? 

2.  O  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise, 

To  bear  our  souls  above  1 
What  should  allay  our  lively  hope, 
Or  damp  our  flaming  love  ? 

3.  Then  let  us  join  the  heav'nly  choirs, 

To  praise  our  heav'nly  King. 
O  may  that  grace,  which  he  has  shown, 
Inspire  us  while  we  sing  : — 

1.  Glory  to  God  in  highest  strains, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ! 
Good-will  from  heav'n  to  men  is  come, 
And  let  it  never  cease  ! 

HYMN  147.  c  m. 

1.  "OEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 

■*-*  Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree. 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

2.  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  shakes^ 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  bend. 

3.  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom's  paid  ; 

"  Receive  my  soul  \"  he  cries  : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head  I 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 

4.  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain* 

And  in  full  glory  shine. 


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O  Lamb  of  God  !  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thiue  t- 


HYMN  148.  c.  m. 

1.  i  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 
-**-  And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2.  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide; 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Saviour  died; 
For  man  the  creature's  sin  ! 

3.  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

4.  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe. 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  : 
Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


HYMN  140,  p.  m. 

1.  A  H  !  see  him  writhe,  and  bleed,  and  die ! 
■**■  Give  thanks,  my  soul,  and  offer  praise. 
See  Christ  with  God's  command  comply? 

And  execute  his  work  of  grace. 
He  bows  his  head  upon  the  tree, 
To  save,  to  bless,  to  comfort  me. 

2.  Great  God  !  the  cov'nant  now  is  seal'd  ; 

The  arduous  work  of  love  is  done. 
Thy  mercy  fully  stands  reveal'd, 

For  thou  hast  given  us  thy  Son. 
What  gift  can  ever  be  denied 
To  those,  for  whom  the  Saviour  died  ? 


OF  CHRIST.  10: 

3t  My  soul  upon  thy  word  relies, 

Thy  gracious  message,  glad,  receives ; 
Assur'd  by  such  a  sacrifice, 

In  all  thy  promises  believes. 
No  gloomy  fears  my  peace  molest, 
Since  Jesus  bled  to  give  me  rest. 

4.  Assist  me,  Lord,  to  keep  his  cross 
For  ever  present  to  my  heart ; 
Like  him,  to  count  all  things  but  loss, 

That  from  thy  service  me  would  part ; 
In  virtue's  cause  to  persevere, 
And  only  love  what  he  held  dear. 

a.  Like  Jesus,  may  I  bear,  resign'd, 

The  ills  of  life,  the  wrongs  of  foes  ; 
In  hope  that  I  may  mercy  find, 

Forgive  the  authors  of  my  woes ; 
To  reach  my  goal,  on  thorns  proceed, 
From  all  complaints  and  murmurs  freed. 

0.  Like  Jesus,  may  I  ev'n  in  death 

Enraptur'd  say,  "  my  Father,  Friend ;" 
Confide  in  thee,  and  yield  my  breath, 

Assur'd  that  with  him  I'll  ascend 
To  mansions  of  celestial  joy, 
And  pleasures  which  shall  never  cloy. 

7.  Eternal  glory,  praise,  to  thee, 

Who  sit'st  supreme  upon  the  throne  1 

Salvation,  honour,  blessings  be 
For  ever  given  to  the  Son  ! 

In  heav'n  more  worthy  thanks  shall  rise 

For  his  vast  love  and  sacrifice. 


HYMN  150, 


L.   #. 


l.^VTOW  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains, 
-^    And  join  the  blissful  choir  above. 
There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  there  they  sing  his  wondrous  love. 


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3.  Jesus,  -who  once  upon  the  tree 
In  agonizing  pains  expir'd, 
To  save  us  rebels, — yes,  'tis  he  ! 

How  bright,  how  lovely,  how  admir'd  I 

S.  Jesus,  who  died  that  we  might  live, 
And  rise  to  his  own  heav'nly  place : 
O  what  returns  can  mortals  give 
For  such  immeasurable  grace  1 

*.  Were  universal  nature  our's, 

And  art  with  all  her  boasted  store ; 
Nature  and  art,  with  all  their  pow'rs, 
Would  still  confess  the  off'rer  poor. 

5,  Yet,  tho'  for  bounty  so  divine 

We  ne'er  can  equal  honours  raise : 
Jesus  !  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 

And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praise. 


HYMN  151  ♦  c.  m. 

1.  "D  EHOLD  the  bleeding  Lamb  of  God, 
*-*  The  spotless  sacrifice  ! 

By  hands  of  barb'rous  sinners  seiz'd, 
Nail'd  to  the  cross  he  dies. 

2,  Blest  Jesus,  whence  this  streaming  blood  ? 

And  whence  this  foul  disgrace  ? 
Whence  all  these  pointed  thorns,  that  rend 
Thy  amiable  face ! 

3. "  I  sanctify  myself,  (he  cries) 
"  That  thou  may'st  holy  be. 
«  Come,  trace  my  life  ■,  come,  view  my  death, 
"  And  learn  to  copy  me." 

4.  Dear  Lord,  we  pant  for  holiness, 
And  ev'ry  sin  we  mourn  : 
To  the  bright  path  of  thy  commands 
Our  wand'ring  footsteps  turn. 


OF  CHRIST.  4G9 

5.  Not  more  sincerely  would  we  wish 

To  climb  the  heav'nly  hill, 
Than  here  with  all  our  utmost  pow'r 
Thy  model  to  fulfil. 

HYMN  152.  s.  m. 

ft.  A  ND  shall  we  still  be  slaves, 
•*■-  And  in  our  fetters  lie, 
When  summon'd  by  a  voice  divine 
T'  assert  our  liberty  ? 

2.  Did  the  great  Saviour  bleed, 

Our  freedom  to  obtain  ? 
And  shall  we  trample  on  his  blood, 
And  glory  in  our  chain  ? 

3.  Shall  we  go  on  to  sin, 

Because  thy  grace  abounds  ; 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

4.  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  ! 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 
That  those,  for  whom  thy  son  has  died, 
In  vice  are  lost  and  dead. 

5*  The  man  that  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought. 
Behold!  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault. 

6.  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 

HYMN  153.  l.  Ml 

i.^VTOWbe  that  sacrifice  survey'd, 

-1^   Winch  for  our  souls  the  Saviour  made} 
While  love  to  sinners  fir'd  his  heart, 
Atid  conquer'd  all  the  killing  smart'; 
K 


no        SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH 

2.  Blest  Jesus,  while  thy  grace  I  sing, 
What  grateful  tribute  shall  I  bring, 
That  earth  and  heav'n  and  all  may  see 
My  love  to  him,  who  died  for  me  ? 

3.  That  off'ring,  Lord,  thy  word  hath  taught  5 
Nor  be  thy  new  command  forgot, 

That,  if  their  Master's  death  can  move, 
Thy  servants  should  each  other  love. 

4-.  When  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye, 

Let  ev'ry  savage  passion  die  j  y 

And  may  I  ever  ready  be 

To  serve,  forgive,  and  love  like  thee, 

HYMN  154,  l.  m. 

1.  "VTOW  let  my  soul  with  transport  rise, 

-£^    And  range  thro*  earth  and  mount  the  skies? 
And  view  each  various  form  of  good, 
Where  angels  hold  their  high  abode. 

2.  Hath  not  the  bounteous  King  of  heav'n 
His  chief  belov'd  already  giv'n  ? 

And  what  shall  mercy  hold  too  good 
For  sinners  ransom'd  with  his  blood  ? 

3.  My  soul,  with  fearless  faith  embrace 
The  sacred  cov'nant  of  his  grace  ; 
With  joyful  hope,  obedient  wait 
The  issues  of  a  love  so  great, 

HYMN  155.  c.  m. 

1.  TJARK  1  'tis  our  heav'nly  Leader's  voice, 
*v-   From  the  bright  realms  above  ; 
Amidst  the  war's  tumultuous  rage, 
A  voice  of  pow'r  and  love. 

2*"  Maintain  the  fight,  my  faithful  band, 
«  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow ; 


Ot  CHRIST.  i  Ul 

"  He,  that  in  such  a  warfare  dies, 
«  Shall  speedy  vict'ry  know. 

3-  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  seen, 
"  And  in  the  dust  was  laid  : 
u  But  now  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
"  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 

4.  "  This  throne,  this  glory  shall  be  your's  i 
u  My  hands  the  crown  shall  give ; 
"  And  you  the  blest  reward  shall  share, 
«  While  God  himself  shall  live." 

0.  Lord  !  'tis  enough ;  our  souls  are  fir'd 
With  courage  and  with  love, 
Vain  are  th'  assaults  of  earth  and  hell  j 
Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above. 

6.  We'll  trace  the  footsteps  thou  hast  drawn 
To  triuraph  and  renown  ; 
Nor  shun  thy  combat  and  thy  cross, 
May  we  but  share  thy  crown. 


HYMN  156.  l.  m. 


4.  ^PHE  God,  who  once  to  Israel  spoke 
■*■    From  Sinai's  top  in  fire  and  smoke, 
In  gentler  strains  of  gospel  grace, 
Invites  us  now  to  seek  his  face. 

2.  He  wears  no  terrors  on  his  brow ; 
He  speaks  in  love  from  Zion  now. 
It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus'  blood, 
That  calls  us  wand'rers  back  to  God. 

3.  Hark  !  how  from  Calvary  it  sounds, 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds  ; 
«  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give  ; 

*  Then,  sinner,  look  to  me,  and  live.0 


113  RESURRECTION  AND 

4.  What  other  arguments  can  move 

The  heart,  that  slights  a  Saviour's  love  i 
O  may  that  heav'nly  pow'r  be  felt, 
And  cause  the  stony  heart  to  melt ! 


IX. 

RESURRECTION  AND  GLORY 
OF  CHRIST. 


HYMN  157. 


L.    M. 


1.  TIE  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  die^  ! 
"■-•■■  Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around. 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  groun^. 

St  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree : 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 
But  lo  ! — what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

3.  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ; 
In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise. 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

it.  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints  anci  tell, 
How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns. 
Sing,  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  ot  hell, 
And  ltd  the  monster,  death,  in  chains. 

5.  Say  :  "  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King  ! 
"  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  i" 
Then  ask  tne  monster  :"  where's  thy  sting ! 
ft  And  where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  V\ 


GLORY  OF  CHRIST.  113 

HYMN  158.    c.  m. 

l.TrE  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lordj 
-■-    Chase  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  clown  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2.  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought  is 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  ! 
Tims  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbb'd  and  bled  for  you  I 

3.  A  moment  give  a  loose  to  grief; 

Let  grateful  sorrows  rise  ; 
And  wash  the  bloody  stains  away 
With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 

4.  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs  ; 

The  Saviour  lives  again  ! 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conq'ror  could  detain. 

5.  High  o'er  th'  angelick  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonour'd  head; 
And  thro'  unnumber'd  years  he  reigns? 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

6.  With  joy  like  his,  shall  ev'ry  saint 

His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 
And  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord 
Thro'  all  his  shining  way. 

HYMN  159.  p.  m. 

1.  pHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to  day, 
^'   Sous  of  men  and  angels  say. 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high  ; 
Sinu',  ye  heav'ns,  and  earth  reply. 

2.  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won. 

K2 


114  RESURRECTION  AND 

Lo  !  our  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er. 
Lo  !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3.  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ! 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell. 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 

4.  Lives  again  our  glorious  King  : 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Dying  once,  he  all  doth  save : 
Where  thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 


HYMN  160.  p.  w. 

1.  1  NGEL,  roll  the  rock  away  : 

^  Hallelujahf- 

Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey. 
See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom. 

2.  'Tis  the  Saviour  i  angels,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise. 
Let  the  world's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3.  Hail !  victorious  Jesus,  hail! 
On  thy  cloud  of  glory  sail 

In  long  triumph  through  the  sky? 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4.  Heav'n  displays  her  portals  wide : 
Glorious  hero  !  thro'  them  ride. 
King  of  glory  !  mount  thy  throne, 
Thy  great  Father's,  and  thine  own. 

5.  Hosts  of  heav'n,  seraphic  fires  ! 
Raptur'd,  sweep  your  sounding  lyres. 
Sons  of  men  !  in  humbler  strain 
Sing  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 


GLOUY  OF  CHRIST.  115 

0.  Ev'ry  note  with  wonder  swell ; 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captiv'd  hell  ! 
Where  is  now,  O  death  !  thy  sting  ? 
Where  thy  terrors,  vanquish'd  King  ? 


HYMN  161*  s.  m. 

1.  QEE  what  a  living  stone 
^   The  builders  did  refuse  ! 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2.  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes : 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

.}.  Since  he  hath  left  the  grave, 
His  promises  are  true  j 
And  each  exalted  hope  he  gave, 
Confirm'd  of  heav'n  we  view. 

i.  Hosannah  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood ! 
Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

$.  O  come  the  happy  hour, 

When  all  the  world  shall  own 
Thy  Son,  O  God,  declar'd  with  pow'r. 
And  worship  at  thy  throne  f 

8.  We  bless  thy  holy  word, 

Which  ail  this  grace  displays ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar.  Lord  1 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

HYMN  162.  p.  m. 

l.VES,  the  Redeemer  rose  ; 
-*•    The  Saviour  left  the  dead,. 


116  RESURRECTION  AND 

And  o'er  our  hellish  foes 

High  rais'd  his  conq'ring  head. 
In  wild  dismay, 
The  guards  around 
Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 

2,  Lo  !  the  angelick  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet. 
Joyful  they  come, 
And  wing  their  way 
From  realms  of  day 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3,  Then  back  to  heav'n  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear. 
Hark  !   as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air  I 
Their  anthems  say : 
a  Jesus,  who  bled, 
«  Hath  left  the  dead ; 
«  He  rose  to-day  " 

4.  Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 

Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell  j 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell, 
With  Christ  we  rise, 
With  Christ  we  reign, 
And  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN  163,  cM. 

1.  T^ATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 
«■     My  Saviour,  and  my  Head  ! 
I  trust  in  thee,  whose  pow'rfui  word 
Hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 


GLORY  OF  CHRIST,  117 

2.  Eternal  life  to  all  mankind 

Thou  hast  in  Jesus  giv'n  ; 
And  all  who  seek,  thro'  him,  shall  find 
The  happiness  of  heav'n. 

3.  Obedient  faith,  that  waits  on  thee,, 

Thou  never  wilt  reprove  ; 
But  thou  wilt  form  thy  Son  in  me^ 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 

1.  To  thee  the  glory  of  thy  pow'r 
And  faithfulness  I  give. 
I  shall  in  Cnrist,  at  that  glad  horn:, 
And  Christ  in  me  shall  live. 

HYMN  164,  s.  $. 

1."DLESS'0  be  th*  eternal  God, 
O    pne  Father  of  our  Lord  ! 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 

^.  From  death  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
And  call'd  him  to  the  sky  ; 
And  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3.  What  though  his  will  requires, 

That  we  should  see  the  dust : 
Since  Christ,  our  pledge  and  pattern,  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 

4.  There's  an  inheritance 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

HYMN  165.  l.  m. 

1.  TJOSANNAH  !  let  us  join  to  sing 
"•  The  glories  of  our  rising  King  ; 


118  RESURRECTION  AND 

Recount  his  victories,  and  tell, 
How  Jesus  triumph'd  when  he  fell. 

2.  Soon  as  the  morning's  earliest  ray. 
Brings  on  the  third,  th'  appointed  day- 
Behold  the  angel  cleave  the  skies, 
Roll  back  the  stone,  and  Jesus  rise. 

3.  Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  raise  the  song, 
And  bid  angelick  harps  prolong 
The  triumphs  of  that  day  of  grace, 
Which  seaFd  salvation  to  our  race, 

4.  Salvation  !  joy-inspiring  theme  ! 
Best  gift  of  him  who  reigns  supreme  ; 
Sweet  balm  of  ev'ry  human  woe, 
And  source  of  boundless  joy  below, 

5.  Salvation  \  sons  of  men,  record 
The  glories  of  your  rising  Lord. 
The  triumphs  of  the  Saviour  tell, 
"Who  died,  and  conquer' d  when  he  fell. 


HYMN  166,  l.  m. 

i.  TjEJOICE,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high ; 
-*-*-  Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

2*  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way. 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conq'ror  comes,  with  God  to  dwelh 

3.  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heav'n's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  Go& 


GLORY  OF  CHRIST.  il» 

HYMN  167.  o.  ft. 

1.  TN  raptures  let  our  hearts  ascend, 
-*-  Our  heav'nly  seats  to  view, 
And  grateful  trace  that  shining  path 

Our  rising  Saviour  drew. 

2.  «  Up  to  my  Father  and  my  God, 

*«  I  go  ;"  (the  Conq'ror  cries) 
"  Up  to  your  Father  and  your  God, 
"  My  brethren,  lift  your  eyes." 

3.  And  doth  the  Lord  of  glory  call 

Such  worms  his  brethren  dear  ? 
And  doth  he  point  to  heavVs  high  throne, 
And  shew  our  Father  there  ? 

4.  And  doth  he  teach  my  feeble  tongue 

That  tuneful  sound,  "  my  God  V* 
And  breathe  his  spirit  on  my  heart 
To  shed  his  grace  abroad  ? 

■5.  O  world,  produce  a  good  like  this, 
And  thou  shalt  have  my  love. 
Till  then,  my  Father  claims  it  all, 
And  Christ  who  dwells  above. 


HYMN   168.  o.  m. 

ft.  DE  ACE,  all  ye  sorrows  of  the  heart, 

-■-     And  all  my  tears  be  dry  : 
That  Christian's  courage  ne'er  can  sinl^, 
Who  views  his  Lord  on  high. 

2.  "  I  live  for  ever,  (Jesus  saith) 
And  you  with  me  shall  live  ; 
Receive  with  pleasure  ev'ry  pledge 
My  pow'r  and  love  can  give. 

g.  «  Fr.l*-'  mansions  in  my  Father's  houSc 
For  all  his  children  wait ; 


120  RESURRECTION  AND 

And  I,  your  elder  brother,  go 
To  open  wide  the  gate. 

4.  "  United  in  eternal  love, 

My  foli'wers  shall  remain  ; 
And  with  rejoicing  hearts  shall  share 
The  honours  of  my  reign." 

0.  Yes,  Lord,  thy  gracious  words  we  hear, 
And  cordial  joys  they  bring. 
Frail  nature  may  extort  a  groan, 
But  faith  thy  name  shall  sing. 


HYMN   169.    p.  m. 

1.  TESUS,  our  triumphant  Head, 
**  Ris'n  victorious  from  the  dead, 
To  the  realms  of  glory's  gone, 
To  ascend  his  rightful  throne. 

2.  Cherubs  on  the  Conq'ror  gaze, 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze ; 
Each  bright  order  of  the  sky 
Hails  him,  as  he  passes  by. 

3.  Heav'n  its  King  congratulates, 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates. 
Angels  songs  of  vict'ry  bring  ; 
All  the  blissful  regions  ring. 

4.  Sinners,  join  the  heav'nly  pow'rs  ; 
For  redemption  all  is  ours. 
Humble  penitents  shall  prove 
Blood-bought  pardon,  dying  love. 

5.  Hail,  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord  \ 
Holy  Lamb  !   incarnate  word  ! 
Hi!;,  thou  sufPring  Son  of  God  ! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood. 


GLORY  OF  CHRIST.  *21 

HYMN  170,  l.  m. 

l.rpHELord  of  life,  with  glory  crown'd, 
*-    On  heav'n's  exalted  throne, 
Forgets  not  those,  for  whom  on  earth 
He  heav'd  his  dying  groan. 

2.  His  greatness  now  no  tongue  of  man 

Or  seraph  bright  can  tell  : 
Yet  stili  the  chief  of  all  his  joys  ; 
That  souls  are  sav'd  from  hell. 

3.  For  this  he  taught,  and  toil'd,  and  bled; 

For  this  his  life  was  giv'n  j 
For  this  he  fought,  and  vanquish'd  death  ; 
For  this  he  reigns  in  heav'n. 

is.  Join,  all  ye  saints  beneath  the  sky, 
Your  grateful  praise  to  give  ; 
Sing  loud  Hosannahs  to  his  name, 
With  whom  you  too  shall  live. 

HYMN  171.  l.  h. 

1.  "YI/'HERE  high  the  heav'nly  temple  stands, 

™  "     The  house  of  God  not  made  with  handsj 
A  great  Highpriest  our  nature  wears, 
The  guardian  of  our  souls  appears. 

2.  His  race  for  ever  is  complete, 
For  ever  undisturb'd  his  seat ; 
Myriads  of  angels  round  him  fly, 
And  sing  his  well-gain'd  victory. 

3.  The  Saviour  and  the  Friend  of  man 
Pursues  in  heav'n  his  gracious  plan ; 
And,  though  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye. 

4.  Raise,  raise,  my  soul,  thy  raptur'd  sight, 
With  sacred  wonder  and  delight ; 

L 


122  RESURRECTION  AND 

At  God's  right  hand  thy  Saviour  see, 
Enter'd  within  the  veil  for  thee. 

Bt  With  filial  boldness,  at  the  throne, 
Make  all  thy  cares  and  sorrows  known  j 
And  ask  the  aids  of  heavn'ly  pow'r, 
To  help  thee  in  the  evil  hour. 

HYMN  172.  p.  m. 

1.  Tg  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King  ; 
-"  Your  God  and  King  adore. 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  ! 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2.  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns ; 

He  reigns  in  truth  and  love. 
When  he  had  wash'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above. 
Lift  up  your  hearts  &c. 

3.  His  kingdom  cannot  fail  ; 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n. 
Lift  up  &c. 

4>.  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  ev'ry  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy. 
Lift  up  &c. 

5.  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  : 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home. 
We  soon  shall  hear  th*  archangel's  voice ; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice  I 


GLORY  OF  CHRIST.  l-ss 

HYMN   173,  c.  m. 

i.  f\  the  delights,  the  heav'nly  joys, 
"  - "  The  glories  of  the  piace, 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

2.  Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down  ; 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  pow'rs  rejoice, 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

3.  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise, 

Thro*  ev'ry  heav'nly  street  ; 
And  lay  their  highest  honours  down, 
Submissive  at  his  feet. 

4.  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains. 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

5.  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head  1 

6.  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God; 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

HYMN  174.  p.  m. 

1.  T  O  !  he  comes,  from  heav'n  descending, 
■"  Sent  to  judge  both  quick  and  dead. 
Midst  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 
See  our  great  exalted  Head. 

Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  1 


124  KINGDOM  AND  CHURCH 

2.  Full  of  awful  expectation, 

All  before  the  Judge  appear. 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him  ; 

Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear. 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome,  welcome.  Judge  divine ! 

3.  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father ; 

Enter  into  life  and  joy. 
Banish  all  your  fear  and  sorrow  ; 

Endless  praise  be  your  employ." 

Hallelujah  I 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies! 

4.  No',v  at  once  they  rise  to  glory  ; 

Jesus  brings  them  to  the  King. 
There,  with  all  the  hosts  of  heaven, 

They  eternal  anthems  sing. 

Hallelujah! 
Boundless  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 


X. 

KINGDOM  AND  CHURCH 
OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN  175.  l.  jr. 

JEffusion  of  the  sfiirit  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 

|"i  REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
"  When  the  divine  disciples  met ; 
While  on  their  heads  the  spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 


OF  CHRIST.,  125 

2.  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave  1 
And  pow'r  to  kill,  and  pow'r  to  save  1 
Furjiish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words. 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3.  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Were  by  these  heav'nly  arms  subdu'd. 
The  heathens  saw  thy  glory,  Lord  ! 
And,  wond'ring,  bless'd  thy  gracious  word. 

4.  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour| 
When  all  shall  feel  thy  saving  pow'r, 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  thy  holiness  1 


HYMN    176,  s.  m. 

i.  "VFAKER,  and  sov'reign  Lord 
•*-*-■-  Of  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  seas  I 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word. 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2.  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews,  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  counsels  to  destroy 
Th*  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

3.  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  design  ; 
Against  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite. 
Against  his  Christ  they  join. 

4.  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  support  his  throne. 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

5.  He  asks,  and  God  bestows 

A  large  inheritance. 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends, 
His  kingdom  shall  advance. 
L  2 


±26        KINGDOM  AND  CHURCH 

HYMN  177.  l.  m. 

1.  TESUS  shall  feign,  where'er  the  sun 
•*    Does  his  successive  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2.  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  grateful  song ; 
And  with  united  hearts  proclaim, 
That  grace  and  truth  by  Jesus  came. 

3.  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  j 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

4.  Where  he  displays  his  healing  pow'r,  « 
The  sting  of  death  is  known  no  more;. 

In  him  the  sons  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings,  than  their  father  lost. 

HYMN  178.  l.  it. 

1.  npHUS  God,  th'  eternal  Father,  spake 
-*•    To  Christ  his  Son  :"   Ascend  and  sit 
"  At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
"  Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2. "  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed  j 
"  Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 
11  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3.  "  That  day  shall  show  thy  pow'r  is  great, 

"  When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  mindsi 
M  And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple  gate, 
"  Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines." 

4,  O  blessed  pow'r  I  O  glorious  day  ! 

What  a  large  yict'ry  shall  ensue  I 


OF  CHRIST,  1*7 

And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

J 
HYMN   179.    l.  m. 

1.  f^REAT  God  !  whose  universal  sway 
*-*   The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey ; 
Extend  the  kingdom  of  thy  Son, 

Till  ev'ry  land  his  laws  shall  own, 

2.  They  form  to  righteousness  the  miridj. 
To  all  that's  candid,  gentle,  kind ; 
Inspire  with  love  the  human  breast, 
And  stormy  passions  sooth  to  rest. 

3.  As  gentle  rain  on  parching  ground, 
His  gospel  sheds  its  influence  round ; 
Its  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

4.  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  darkness  and  of  death, 
Revive  at  its  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

3.  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dress'd  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

HYMN  180.  c.  m. 

1.  r^REAT  God  !  the  nations  of  the  earth 
"    Are  by  creation  thine  j. 

And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2.  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Tny  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  wnat  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 


128  KINGDOM  AND  CHURCH 

3.  Lord !  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  ev'ry  tribe,  and  ev'ry  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4.  O  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heav'nly  word, 
And  vassals  long-enslav'd  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 

5.  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  heathen  tribes, 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  feel  his  grace  ? 

6.  Haste,  sov'reign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 

Soften  the  tiger  to  a  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove. 

7.  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays ; 
And  build,  on  sin's  demolished  throne* 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

HYMN  181.  s.  M. 

i.  t  >  REAT  God  I  arise  and  shine, 
"  With  beams  of  heav'nly  light ; 
From  this  dark  world  of  sin  dispel 
The  long  and  doleful  night. 

2,  No  more  may  idols  share 

The  honours  due  to  thee  : 
May  ev'ry  nation  know  thy  name, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 

3.  No  more  may  malice  dare 

To  lift  her  iron  rod  ; 
Ko  longer  shed  the  blood  of  saints? 
And  plead  a  zeal  for  God. 


OF  CHRIST.  129 

4.  With  its  own  native  light, 

Lord,  may  thy  gospel  shine  : 
May  error  fly  like  noxious  mists 
Before  'his  light  divine. 

5.  Whilst  truth  her  charms  reveals, 

May  love  each  breast  inspire  ; 
Nor  one  base  passion  ever  mix. 
To  quench  this  sacred  fire. 

HYMN  182.  pm. 
isaiah  Ix.  1. 

1.  /"|  Zion,  tune  thy  voice, 

"   Ai.d  raise  thy  hands  on  high  j 
Tell  ail  the  earth  thy  joys, 
And  boast  saltation  nigh. 
Cheerful  ir  God, 
Arise  and  shine, 
While  rays  divine 
Stream  all  abroad. 

2.  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 
His  all-respiendent  grace 
He  sheds  upon  thy  he  id. 
1  he  nations  round 
Thy  form  shall  view, 
With  lustre  new 
Divinely  crown'd* 

3.  In  honour  to  his  name, 

Reflect  that  sacred  light ; 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright. 
Pursue  his  praise, 
Till  sov'reign  love 
In  worlds  above 
Thy  glory  raise. 


130  KINGDOM  AND  CHURCH 

4.  There,  on  his  holy  hill, 

A  brighter  sun  shall  rise, 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 
Those  fairer,  purer  skies  ; 
While  round  his  throne 
Ten  thousand  stars 
In  nobler  spheres 
His  influence  own. 

H\MN  183.  p.  m. 
Isaiah  xli.  18,  19. 

1.  A  MAZING,  beauteous  change  ! 
•*■■  A  world  created  new  ! 

Our  thoughts  with  transport  range, 
The  lovely  scene  to  view. 
In  all  we  trace, 
Father  divine, 
The  work  is  thine ; 
2c  ihins  the  'T&iss ! 

2.  See  crystal  fountains  play 

Amidst  the  burning  sands ! 
The  river's  winding  way 

Shines  through  the  thirsty  lands  I 
New  grass  is  seen, 
And  o'er  the  meads 
Its  carpet  spreads 
Of  living  green. 

3.  Where  pointed  brambles  grew, 

Entwin'd  with  horrid  thorn, 
Gay  flow'rs,  for  ever  new, 
Th'  enameird  fields  adorn. 
The  blushing  rose, 
And  lily  there, 
In  union  fair 
Their  sweets  disclose. 


OF  CHRIST.  131 


4.  Where  the  bleak  mountain  stood, 

All  bare  and  disarray'd, 

See  the  wide-branching  wood, 

Diffuse  its  grateful  shade  ! 

Tall  cedars  nod, 

And  oaks  and  pines, 

And  elms  and  vines 

Confess  the  God. 

5.  The  tyrants  of  the  plain 

Their  savage  chase  give  o'er  ; 
No  more  they  rend  the  slain, 
And  thirst  for  blood  no  more  ; 
But  infant  hands 
Fierce  tigers  stroke, 
And  lions  yoke 
In  flow'ry  bands. 

6.  O  when,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  these  glad  scenes  arise, 
To  verify  thy  word, 

And  bless  our  wond'ring  eyes  ? 
That  earth  may  raise, 
With  all  her  tongues, 
United  songs 
Of  ardent  praise. 


XI. 

THE  INFLUENCE  OF  GOD'S 
HOLY  SPIRIT. 

HYMN  184.  l.  *r. 

t.  J^OME,  gracious  spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
^~     With  light  and  comfort  from  above. 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ; 
O'er  ev'ry  thought  and  step  preside. 


i$2  THE  INFLUENCE  OF 

2.  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  ev'ry  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  must  give? 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3.  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 
That  we  may  know  and  love  thy  way  ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  ev'ry  heart, 

That  we  from  thee  may  ne'er  depart. 

4.  Lead  us  to  righteousness,  the  road 
That  we  must  take,  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  heav'n,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

HYMN  185.   o.  m. 

1.  J^OME,  holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
^  With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2.  See,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  1 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys ! 

3.  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  always  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  cold,  so  faint  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

4.  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs. 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  our's. 

HYMN  186.  s.  m. 

4.  HPHINE  influence,  Lord !  is  felt 
■*     Through  nature's  ample  round. 
In  heav'n.  on  earth,  thro'  air  and  skies, 
Thine  energy  is  found. 


GOD'S  HOLY  SP1RIJ.  43s 

2.  Let  others,  swell'd  with  pride, 

Of  wisdom  make  their  boasts  : 
Our  wisdom  and  our  strength  must  cofhe 
From  thee,  the  Lord  of  hosts. 

3.  Father!  thy  Spirit  grant, 

To  guide  our  doubtful  way. 
Thy  truth  shall  scatter  ev'ry  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4.  Supported  by  thy  grace, 

We'll  do  and  bear  thy  will. 
That  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  still. 

3.  Cheer'd  by  thy  smiles,  we'll  tread 
The  gloomy  path  of  death  ; 
And,  with  the  hope  of  endless  bliss/ 
Resign  to  thee  our  breath. 


HYMN  187.  p.  m. 

1.  li/fARK  the  soft-falling  snow, 

™*-  And  the  descending  rain ; 

To  heav'n,  from  whence  it  fell, 

It  turns  not  back  again  ; 

But  waters  earth 

Through  ev'ry  pore, 

And  calls  forth  all 

Her  secret  store. 

2,  Array 'd  in  beauteous  green, 

The  hills  and  vallies  shine ; 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  providence  divine. 
The  harvest  bows 
Pts  golden  ears, 
The  copioiis  seed 
Of  future  years. 
M 


13*  THE  INFLUENCE  OF 

3.  «  So,''  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
"  Almighty  to  effect 
M  The  purpose  I  intend. 
"  Millions  of  souls 
"  Shall  feel  its  pow'r, 
"  And  bear  it  down 
"  To  millions  more.5* 

HYMN  188.  s.  m. 

it  ^PO  God  the  only  wise, 

-*-    Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 

Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2.  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3.  He  will  present  our  souls 

Unblcmish'd  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4.  Then  all  his  faithful  sons 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5.  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 

Wisdom  and  pow'r  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  189.  c.  m. 

1.  "\M Y  hope,  my  portion,  and  my  God, 
■**  ■    How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne  I 


GOD'S  HOLY  SPIRIT.  136 

2.  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  I 

How  negligent  my  fear ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  I 
How  few  affections  there  ! 

3.  Great  God!  thy  gracious  aid  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success. 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
That  I  may  learn  thy  grace. 

4.  Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high. 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

HYMN  190.  c.  m. 

1.  T^GR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
*■  My  Saviour  and  my  shield ! 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 

To  arm  me  for  the  field 

2.  When  all  my  foes  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care  ; 
Instructs  me  in  the  heav'nly  fight, 
And  guards  me  thro'  the  war. 

3.  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 

My  fainting  hope  shall  raise. 
He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

HYMN  19K  c.  m. 

1.  A  RE  not  thy  mercies  sov'reign  still, 
-£*-  And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
To  run  the  heav'nly  road  ? 

2\  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way ; 


136  THE  INFLUENCE  QF 

Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race* 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

8t  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love^ 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enliv'ning  grace ! 

4*  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  powVy 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

HYMN  192.  p.  m. 

1.  INTERNAL  Spirit,  source  of  lights 
■"  Enliv'ning,  consecrating  fire, 
Descend,  and,  with  celestial  heat> 

Our  dull,  our  frozen  hearts  inspire  j 
Our  souls  refine,  our  dross  consume  j 
Come,  condescending  Spirit,  come  ! 

2.  In  our  cold  breasts  O  strike  a  spark 

Of  that  pure  flame  which  seraphs  feel ; 
J^or  let  us  wander  in  the  dark, 

Or  lie  benumb 'd  and  stupid  stilh 
Come,  vivifying  Spirit,  come  ! 
And  make  our  hearts  thy  constant  homer 

3.  Let  pure  devotion's  fervours  rise! 

Let  ev'ry  pious  passion  glow  i 
O  let  the  raptures  of  the  skies 

Kindle  in  our  cold  hearts  below. 
Come,  purifying  Spirit,  come, 

And  make  our  souls  thy  constant  home 

HYMN   193.  s.  m. 

1.  C}6D,  who  is  just  and  kind, 

"  Will  those  who  err  instruct, 

And  to  the  paths  of  righteousness 

Their  wand'ring  steps  conduct* 


GOD'S  HOLY  SPIRIT.  isr 

2.  The  humble  soul  he  guides, 

Teaches  the  meek  his  way  ; 
Kindness  and  truth  he  shows  to  all, 
Who  him  in  truth  obey. 

3.  Give  me  the  tender  heart, 

That  mixes  fear  with  love  ; 

And  lead  me  thro'  whatever  path 

Thy  wisdom  shall  approve. 

4«  O  ever  keep  my  soul 

From  error,  shame,  and  guilt ; 
Nor  suffer  the  fair  hope  to  fail, 
Which  on  thy  truth  is  built. 

HYMN  194*  l.  u. 

1.  T3RAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
-■-     With  unereated  glories  bright ! 

His  presence  gilds  the  worlds  above, 
Th'  unchanging  source  of  life  and  love. 

2.  "  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  said  ; 
And  light  o'er  all  the  earth  was  spread. 
Nature,  array'd  in  charms  unknown, 
Gay  with  its  new-born  lustre,  shone. 

3.  He  sees  the  mind,  when  lost  it  lies 
In  shades  of  ignorance  and  vice  ; 
And  darts  from  heav'n  a  vivid  ray, 
And  changes  midnight  into  day. 

4.  Shine,  mighty  God,  with  vigour  shine 
On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
There  be  thy  brighter  beams  reveal'd, 
As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 

5.  Thine  image,  on  my  soul  impress'd, 
In  radiant  lines  shall  stand  confess'd ; 
While  all  my  faculties  unite 

To  praise  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 
M  2 


138  THE  INFLUENCE  OF 

HYMN  195.   l.  m. 

1.  QURE  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 
^  'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart  > 
Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 

And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 

4.  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul? 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice  ? 

3.  What  less  than  thine  almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  ? 

4.  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 

*  I  love  my  God  and  taste  his  grace ;" 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  I 

a.  Let  thy  kind  spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love ; 
And  light  and  heav'nly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

HYMN  196,  l.  m. 

i.    A  MIDST  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
■/*•   A  world  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tear?} 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat : 

2.  Send  down,  O  Lord  !  a  heav'nly  ray 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way  ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  pow'r, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dang'rous  hour. 

3.  Teach  me  the  flatt'ring  paths  to  shuny 
In  which  the  thoughtless  m#ny  ruos 


GOD'S  HOLY  SPIRIT.  139 

Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4.  May  never  pleasure,  wealth,  or  pride? 
Allure  my  wand'ring  soul  aside  ; 
But  thro'  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill. 

HYMN  197.  l.  m. 

1.  npEACH  me,0  teach  me,  Lord  !  thy  way; 

*    That,  to  my  life's  remotest  day, 
By  thy  unerring  precepts  led, 
My  feet  thy  heav'nly  paths  may  tread* 

2.  Inform'd  by  thee,  with  sacred  awe 
My  heart  shall  meditate  thy  law ; 
And,  with  celestial  wisdom  fill'd, 
To  thee  a  pure  obedience  yield. 

3.  Give  me  to  know  thy  will  aright, 
Thy  will,  my  glory  and  delight ; 
That,  rais'd  above  the  world,  my  mind 
In  thee  its  highest  good  may  find. 

4.  O  turn  from  vanity  mine  eye  ; 

To  me  thy  quick'ning  strength  supply  ; 
And  with  thy  promis'd  mercy  cheer 
A  nearl  devoted  to  thy  fear. 

HYMN  198.  e.  m. 

1.  f\  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways? 
"  To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grac§? 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2.  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear, 


140  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

3.  Assist  my  soul,  too  apt  to  stray, 

A  stricter  watch  to  keep  ; 
And,  should  I  e'er  forget  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 

4.  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  : 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God, 


XII. 
THE  SCRIPTURES. 


B 


HYMN  199.  s.  m. 

EHOLD  !  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2.  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

S.  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4.  My  gracious  God  1  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n  ! 
O  may  1  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n ! 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  144 

HYMN  200.  p.  m. 

i.  T  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  : 

-*-  What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford. 

To  souls  benighted  and  distrest ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray ; 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2.  From  the  discov'ries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw ; 

These  are  my  study  and  delight : 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

3.  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  ey4s- 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean. 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

&  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God  I  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain? 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

HYMN  201.  s.  m*- 

4.  T>  EHOLD  !  the  lofty  sky 
•*-*  Declares  its  Maker  God  ; 
And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

2.  The  darkness  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  course  the  same  ; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  nighty 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 


142  THH  SCRIPTURES. 

3.  Ye  Christian  iands  rejoice  ; 

Here  he  reveals  his  word  : 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  knew  the  Lord. 

4.  His  statutes  and  commands 

Are  set  before  our  eyes  ; 
He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

B.  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit) 
His  promises  forever  sure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great, 

G.  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim  ; 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

HYMN  202.  o.  m. 

1.  T  ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join, 
-"  To  form  one  perfect  book  : 

Great  God  !  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look ! 

2.  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiv'n, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave : 

But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

3.  Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice. 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  pow'rs  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

4.  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  thy  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  143 

5.  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

HYMN  203.  c.  m. 

1.  T  ET  av'rice,  borne  from  shore  to  shore, 
-*-^  Her  fav'rite  god  pursue  : 

Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2.  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy, 

Are  open'd  to  our  sight ; 

The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 

And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3.  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold ; 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

4-.  Here  light,  descending  from  above, 
Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promises  of  heav'nly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

5'.  Our  num'rous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 
And  all  our  wants  supplied  ; 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

6.  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assur'd  that  we  shall  find  ! 

HYMN  204,  c.  m. 

1.  "pATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

■*■     What  endless  glory  shines ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 


*4*  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

2.  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3^  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  growg. 
And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste* 

4.  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5.  O  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

6.  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord  ! 

Be  thou  for  ever  near. 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

HYMN  205.  l.  m. 

l.TpAR  hence,  each  superstition  vain, 
-*-     Wild  offspring  of  the  human  brain  I 
The  truths,  that  fill  thy  hallow'd  page, 
My  happier  choice,  great  God  !  engage. 

2,  O  ever  faithful  to  thy  word, 

Do  thou  thy  vital  strength  afford  ; 
Thy  help  impart,  eternal  Sire  ! 
Nor  let  my  hope  in  shame  expire. 

3.  Sustain'd  by  thy  almighty  aid, 

What  danger  shall  my  soul  invade  ? 
Nor  error's  cloud,  nor  arts  of  sin 
My  soul  from  thy  obedience  win. 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  145 


HYMN  206. 


CM' 


iit  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
■"■  By  inspiration  giv'n  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heav'n. 

2.  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3.  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN  207.    c.  m. 

1.  TX/*HAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

"  ™     Majestic  like  the  sun  ! 
It  gives  a  light  to  ev'ry  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2.  The  hand,  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

His  gracious  light  and  heat. 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise  but  never  set. 

&.  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 
For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heav'nly  day. 

4.  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  paths  of  truth  and  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view  . 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

HYMN  208.  c.  m. 
l.T  ADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears 
■"  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 

N 


146  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

And  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

•2,  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  assuage  ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almost  in  ev'ry  page. 

3.  This  is  the  field,  where  hidden  fies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

£.  This  is  the  Judge,  that  ends  the  strife, 
Where  wit  and  reason  fail  ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

b.  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God  I 
My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road, 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand  I 

HYMN  209.  l.  m. 

1.  f*i  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

^*    Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  5 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2.  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  j 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3.  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4.  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye  ; 


SUPPLICATION  &c.  1*7 

Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage  I 

HYMN  210,  l,  m, 

1.  'fpWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

-*-    The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  fire. 

2.  The  works  and  wonders,  which  they  wrought 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought. 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3.  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  looik 
On  the  dear  volume  ot  thy  book  j 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 
And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

4.  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wind. 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure : 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

XIII. 
SUPPLICATION  FOR  THE  DIVINE 
FAVOUR  AND  ASSISTANCE, 


HYMN21L  c.  m, 

i\  *p  ATHER  of  all !  eternal  mind  I 
-*•     Immensely  good  and  great ! 
Thy  children,  foi'm'd  and  bless'd  by  theeT 
Approach  thy  heav'nly  seat. 


148  SUPPLICATION  FOR  THE 

3»  Thy  name  in  hallow'd  strains  be  sung  : 
We  join  the  solemn  praise  ; 
To  thy  great  name,  with  heart  and  tongue;, 
Our  cheerful  homage  raise. 

3i  Thy  mild,  thy  wise,  and  righteous  reign. 
Let  ev'ry  being  own : 
And  in  eur  minds,  thy  worit  divine, 
Erect  thy  gracious  throne.- 

4*.  As  angete  in  the  heav'nly  world* 
Thy  bless'd  commands  fulfil ; 
So  may  thy  creatures  here  below 
Perform  thy  holy  will. 

5.  On  thee  we  day  by  day  depend : 

Our  daily  wants  supply  j 
With  truth  and  virtue  feed  our  souls^ 
That  they  may  never  die» 

6.  Extend  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  fault  j 

Oh  !  let  thy  love  forgive. 
Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
Nor  let  resentments  live. 

J.  Where  tempting  snares  bestrew  the  way, 
Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
Or  turn  all  real  evil  far 
From  our  unguarded  head. 

3,  Thy  sacred  name  we  would  adore 
With  cheerful  humble  mind  ; 
And  praise  thy  goodness,  pow'r  and  truth? 
Eternal,  unconfin'd ! 


HYMN  212,  c.  m. 

A  UTHOR  of  good  !  we  rest  on  thee 
**■  Thine  ever-watchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 


DIVINE  FAVOUR,  &c.  I4fr 

2.  Oh  !  let  thy  pow'r  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  ! 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear  all  fears  beside. 

3.  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdu'd, 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 

We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 

And  grasp  the  specious  ill : 

4.  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want; 

Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good,  unask'd,  let  mercy  grant} 
The  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 

HYMN  213.  cm. 

1.  f\  God  of  Jacob,  by  whose  hand 
"  Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Who,  through  his  weary  pilgrimage, 

Hast  all  our  fathers  led  ! 

2.  To  thee  our  humble  vows  we  raise. 

To  th$e  address  our  prayer  ; 
And  in  thy  kind  and  faithful  breast 
Deposit  all  our  care, 

3.  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wand'ring  footsteps  guide  j 
Give  us  by  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4.  O  !  spread  thy  cov'ring  wings  around^ 

Till  ail  our  wand'rings  cease  ; 
And  at  our  fathers'  lov'd  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace  ! 

£.  To  tnee,  as  to  our  cov'nant-God, 
We'll  our  whole  selves  resign ; 
And  thankful  own,  that  all  we  are. 
And  all  we  have,  is  thine, 
N  2 


150        SUPPLICATION  FOR  THE 


HYMN  214  c.  v. 

1.  "pATHER  of  all !  whose  cares  extend 
*•     To  earth's  remotest  shore  : 
Through  ev'ry  age  let  praise  ascend, 

And  ev'ry  clime  adore. 

2.  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay  ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart, 
To  find  that  better  way  1 

3.  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do : 
This,  teach  me  more  than  hell  to  shun ; 
That,  more  than  heav'n  pursue. 

<*.  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 
Or  impious  discontent 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  deny'd, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

3,  Let  not  this  weak  unknowing  hand 

Presume  thy  bolts  to  throw, 
And  deal  damnation  round  the  land 
On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 

4.  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see- 
That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 
That  mercy  show  to  me. 

7.  This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot.:— 

AH  else  beneath  the  sun, 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestowed  or  not; 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

8.  To  thee,  whose  temple  is  all  spacer 

Whose  altar,  earth,  sea,  skies : 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise  1 


DIVINE  FAVOUR,  fee.  131 

HYMN  215.  s.  m. 

1.  1  LMIGHTY  Lord  of  all  ! 
-*■-  Of  life  the  only  spring  ! 
Creator  of  unnumber'd  worlds  ! 

Supreme,  eternal  King  I 

2.  Preserve  me  from  deceit, 

Impenitence  and  pride ; 
Nor  let  me  in  forbidden  paths, 
With  thoughtless  sinners-,  glide.' 

d.  What  thine  unerring  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creatures  fit : 
I'll  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

*.  With  pleasure  let  me  view 

The  prosp'rous  and  the  great ; 
Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
And  odious  selfconceit. 

3.  Let  no  despair,  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  : 
Oh  I  give  me  tears  for  others'  wOeSj 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

6.  Feed  me  with  needful  food  : 
I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame. 
Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 
A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

y.  Still  let  my  days  be  past 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  growing  holiness  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare  I 

HYMN  216.  c  it. 

1."PATH[ER. of  mercies!  God  of  love  ! 
■*■    My  father  and  my  God  ! 


152        SUPPLICATION  FOR  THE 

I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2.  In  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear  : 
Thy  mercies  gild  the  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  passing  year. 

3.  In  all  these  mercies  may  my  soul 

A  Father's  bounty  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows, 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4-.  Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
To  own  thy  hand,  O  God  I 
And  in  submissive  silence  hear 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

0.  Through  ev'ry  changing  state  of  life, 

Each  bright,  each  clouded  scene, 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
Still  equal  and  serene. 

6.  Then  may  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 
Free  from  all  anxious  fear : 
For  death  itself  is  life,  my  God  I 
If  thou  art  with  me  there. 

HYMN  217.    c.  m. 

1.  ^PO  thee,  O  God  !  my  pray'r  ascends,, 

■*  But  not  for  golden  stores ; 
Nor  covet  I  the  brightest  gems 
On  the  rich  eastern  shores  : 

2.  Nor  that  deluding  empty  joy 

Men  call  a  mighty  name, 
Nor  greatness  with  its  pride  and  state, 
My  restless  thoughts  inflame  : — . 

3.  Nor  pleasure's  fascinating  charms 

My  fond  desires  allure  : 


DI\*INE  FAVOUR,  &c.  158 

But  nobler  things  than  these,  from  thee, 
My  wishes  would  secure. 

4.  The  faith  and  hope  of  joys  to  come 
My  best  affections  move  ; 
Thy  light,  thy  favour,  and  thy  smile^S, 
Thine  everlasting  love. 

9.  These  are  the  blessings  I  desire  * 
Lprd,  be  these  blessings  mine  ! 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  world 
I  cheerfully  resign. 


HYMN  218*  cm. 

1. "\f  Y  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love  1 
-L*-*-  My  everlasting  all ! 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2.  In  vain  the  bright  meridian  Sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light : 
Thy  brighter  beams  create  my  noon ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

3.  And  while  upon  my  restless  bed, 

Amongst  the  shades  I  roll  ; 

If  God  his  light  around  me  shed, 

'Tis  morning  with  my  soul. 

4.  To  thee  I  owe  my  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  safe  abode. 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things  ; 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

3.  If  I  possess'd  the  spacious  earth, 
And  call'd  the  stars  my  own  : 
Without  thy  mercy  and  thy  love, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

6.  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
And  grasp  in  all  the  shore-; 


454        SUPPLICATION  FOR  THE 

Grant  me  to  see  thy  blissful  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more  ! 


HYMN  219.    b.  m. 

1.  |~gOD,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
"    My  help  for  ever  near  ! 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  holds  me  up, 

And  saves  me  from  despair. 

2.  Thy  counsels,  Lord  !  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3.  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

4.  Behold,  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die  : 
Not  all  the  idol-gods  they  love 
Can  save  them,  when  they  cry. 

5.  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God  ! 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ. 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad^ 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

HYMN  220.  l.  m. 

1.  C*  REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim. : 
"   Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy*  my  rest  I 
The  glories,  that  compose  thy  name, 

Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2,  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise> 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, 

Thy  child  and  servant,  bought  with  bloody 


DIVINE  FAVOUR,  &c.  155 

3.  With  heart  and  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4.  Ev'n  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 

No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford  : 
Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  thee,  Lord. 

5.  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise. 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
Throughout  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

HYMN  221.  l.  m. 

1.  f\  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 
^-^  The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ! 

Search,  prove  my  heart ;  it  pants  for  thee  : 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2.  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross  ; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3.  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way. 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4.  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erfiow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe  ; 
Saviour,  thy  time4y  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5.  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm  and  joy  and  peace. 


136        SUPPLICATION  FOR  THE 

HYMN  222.  l.  m. 

d.TfrESET  with  snares  on  ev'ry  hand, 
"  In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  : 
Father  divine  !   diffuse  thy  light, 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2.  Engage  this  frail,  this  wav'ring  heart, 
Wisely  to  choose  the  better  part ; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  never  fade  away. 

S.  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skie$  : 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4.  If  thou,  my  Father  |  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  the,e, 

HYMN  223.  c.  m. 

1-.  "IVf  Y  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 
-L*-*-  Afford  superior  joy 
To  all  the  flatt'ring  world  can  give, 
Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 

2.  But  clouds  and  darkness  intervene, 

My  brig-litest  joys  decline  ; 
And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 
This  wand'ring  heart  of  mine. 

3.  Lord,  guide  this  wand'ring  heart  to  thee ; 

Unsatisfied  I  stray ; 
Break  through  the  shades  of  sense  and  sin 
With  thy  enliv'ning  ray. 

4.  Q  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine, 

And  ev'ry  cloud  remove  ; 
Transform  my  pow'rs,  and  fit  my  soul 
For  happier  scenes  above. 


DIVINE  FAVOUR,  Sec.  157 

5.  Lord,  raise  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 
To  those  transporting  joys; 
Then  shall  I  scorn  each  little  snare, 
Which  this  vain  world  employs. 

r>.  Then,  though  I  sink  in  death's  cold  sleep, 
To  life  I  shall  awake  ; 
And,  in  the  likeness  of  my  God, 
Of  heav'nly  bliss  partake. 


HYMN  224.  l.  m. 

l.TN  vain  my  roving  thoughts  would  find 
-*■  A  portion  worthy  of  the  mind  : 
On  earth  my  soul  can  never  rest, 
For  earth  can  never  make  me  blest. 

2.  Can  lasting  happiness  be  found, 
Where  seasons  roll  their  hasty  round, 
And  days  and  hours  with  rapid  flight 
Sweep  cares  and  pleasures  out  of  sight  ? 

3.  Arise,  my  thoughts  !  my  heart  arise  ! 
Leave  this  vain  world,  and  seek  the  skies : 
There  joys  for  evermore  shall  last, 
When  seasons,  days,  and  hours  are  past. 

4.  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  to  me  impart : 

O  raise  my  thoughtless,  wand'ring  heart 
To  pleasures  perfect  and  sublime, 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  wings  of  time. 

3.  Let  those  bright  worlds  of  endless  joy 
My  thoughts,  my  hopes,  my  cares  employ. 
No  more,  ye  restless  passions  roam  : 
God  is  my  bliss,  and  heav'n  my  home. 


±58  THE  DANGER  AND 

XIV. 

THE  DANGER  AND  MISERY 

OF  SIN. 


HYMN  225.  l.  m. 

1.  ~IV/jf  AN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires  ; 
J-J-l  He  burns  within  with  restless  fires. 
Tost  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 

From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2.  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind ; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3.  So,  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns  j 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain. 

>4<.  Great  God  !  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN  226.  c.  m. 

•k  TirHEN  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 

*  *     We  look  on  things  below  ; 

Honour,  and  gold,  and  sensual  joy. 

How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ! 

2.  Honour's  a  puff  of  noisy  breath : 
Yet  men  expose  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 


MISERY.  OF  SIN".  15! 

3.  Whilst  others  starve  the  nobler  mind. 

And  feed  on  shining  dust, 
They  sacrifice  eternal  bliss 
To  mean  and  sordid  lust, 

4.  The  pleasures,  which  allure  our  sense. 

Are  dang'rous  snares  to  souls  : 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flatt'ring  sweet, 
And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5.  God  is  my  all-sufficient  good, 

My  portion  and  my  choice  ; 

In  him  my  vast  desires  are  fill'dj 

And  all  my  pow'rs  rejoice. 

HYM]f  227.  cm, 

1.  DINNERS  !  the  voice  of  God  regard .: 
^   'Tis  mercy  speaks  to  day  ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  gracious  word 
From  sin's  destructive  way.  # 

2^ Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3,  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell : 
Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  frightful  torments  dwell; 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

•1.  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  ev'ry  sin ; 
Submit  to  him  your  sov'reign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

HYMN  228.   l.  m: 

1.  "IM/'HY  will  ye  lavish  out  your  years 
Amidst  a  thousand  trifling  cares  T 


160  THE  DANGER  AND 

While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot. 

2.  Why  will  ye  chase  the  fleeting  wind, 
And  famish  an  immortal  mind  ; 
WThile  angels  with  regret  look  down, 
To  see  you  spurn  a  heav'nly  crown  ? 

3.  Th'  eternal  God  calls  from  above, 
And  Jesus  pleads  his  dying  love  ; 
AwakenM  conscience  gives  you  pain : 
And  shall  they  join  their  pleas  in  vain  ? 

4.  Not  so  your  dying  eyes  shall  view 
Those  objects,  which  ye  now  pursue. 
Not  so  shall  heav'n  and  hell  appear, 
When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

5.  Almighty  God  !  thine  aid  impart, 
To  fix  conviction  on  the  heart. 

Thy  pow'r  can  clear  the  darkest  eyes, 
And  make  the  haughtiest  scorner  wise. 

HYMN  229.  c.  m. 

1.  If  OW  long  shall  dreams  of  creature-bliss 
■«-  Our  flatt'ring  hopes  employ, 
And  mock  our  fond  deluded  eyes 
With  visionary  joy  ? 

3.  How  wretched  they,  that  leave  the  Lord 
And  from  his  word  withdraw, 
That  lose  his  gospel  from  their  sight 
And  wander  from  his  law  ! 

3.  O  thou  eternal  spring  of  good, 

Whence  living  waters  flow  I 
Let  not  our  thirsty  erring  souls 
To  broken  cisterns  go. 

4.  Like  characters  inscrib'd  in  dust? 

Are  sinners  borne  away ; 


MISERY  OF  SIN.  161 

And  all  the  treasures  they  can  boast. 
The  portion  of  a  day. 

HYMN    230.  o,  m. 

1.  TlfHO  shall  against  the  Lord  prevail  ? 

*  "  Or  who  presume  to  say, 
"That  righteous  law,  which  God  proclaims, 
"  I  dare  to  disobey  ?" 

2.  Ten  thousand  actions  ev'ry  where 

The  impious  language  speak  : 
Yet  pow'r  omnipotent  stands  by, 
Nor  do  its  thunders  break. 

3.  But  O  I  the  dreadful  day  draws  neai> 

When  God's  avenging  hand 
Shall  shew,  if  feeble  mortals'  breath, 
Or  God's  own  word  shall  stand. 

4.  My  soul,  with  rev'rence  prostrate  fall, 

Before  the  voice  divine ; 
And  all  thine  int'rest  and  thy  poW'rs 
To  his  command  resign. 

5.  Let  the  vain  sons  of  Belial  boasfc, 

Their  tongues  and  thoughts  are  free; 
My  noblest  liberty  I  own, 
When  subject  most  to  thee. 

HYMN  231.  l.  m. 

1.  I  RISE,  my  tend'rest  thoughts,  arise ; 
■*■-  To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes  ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal; 

2.  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame  ; 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus'  name  ; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son  ; 
The  world  abus'd,  the  soul  undone. 

O  2 


162  THE  DANGER  AND 

3.  My  God  !  I  feel  the  mournful  scene ; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim, 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame. 

4.  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep,  where  most  it  loves. 
Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 

And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


HYMN  232.  c.  u. 

t.  JNDULGENT  God  !  with  pitying  eye 
-*-  The  sons  of  men  survey. 
Alas !  how  thoughtless  mortals  sport 
In  sin's  destructive  way  ! 

2.  Ten  thousand  dangers  lurk  around, 

To  bear  them  to  the  tomb  : 
Each  passing  hour  may  place  them  where 
Repentance  cannot  come. 

3.  Reclaim,  O  Lord  !  their  wand' ring  minds, 

Amus'd  by  airy  dreams  ; 
That  heav'nly  wisdom  may  dispel 
Their  visionary  schemes. 

4.  Guide  and  direct  them  by  thy  word, 

Their  dang'rous  state  to  see  ; 
That  they  may  seek  and  find  the  path, 
That  leads  to  heav'n  and  thee. 

HYMN  233.  s.  m. 


Evil  effects  of  neglected  education. 

EHOLD,0  Israel's  God! 
From  thine  exalted  throne, 
And  view  the  dang'rous  state  of  those- 
Thou  call'st  to  be  thy  own. 


B 


MISERY  OF  SIN.  103 

2.  The  children  of  thy  flock, 

By  early  cov'nant  thine, 
See,  how  they  pour  their  bleeding  souls, 
On  ev'ry  idol's  shrine  ! 

3.  To  indolence  and  pride 

What  piteous  victims  made  ! 
Crush'd  in  their  parents'  fond  embrace, 
And  by  their  love  bet  ray 'd. 

4.  By  pleasure's  polish'd  dart 

What  numbers  here  are  slain  ! 
What  numbers  there  for  slaughter  bound 
In  Mammon's  golden  chain  ! 

9.  O  let  thine  arm  awake 

And  dash  the  idols  down  : 
O  call  the  captives  of  their  pow'r, 
Thy  treasure  and  thy  crown. 

6,  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 
And  thee  the  sons  adore  ; 
Join'd  to  the  Lord  by  solemn  vows,- 
To  be  forgot  no  more  ! 


HYMN  234.  s.  m. 

i.nnilE  man  is  ever  blest, 

■*-    Who  shuns  the  sinners'  ways  ; 
Amongst  their  councils  never  stands^ 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place  ; 

2,  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight, 
Amidst  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3.  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  ne-a-the  root; 
Fresl.  as  the  ieafj  his  name  shall  live  -, 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 


164  THE  DANGER  AND 

4.  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race, 

They  no  such  blessings  find  ; 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

3.  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment-seat, 
Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

6.  He  knows  and  he  appro vos 
The  way  the  righteous  go : 
But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 

HYMN  235.  c.  m. 

1l.  |~^H  !  how  my  fears  the  dangers  move, 
*^  That  virtue's  path  inclose  ! 
While  I  the  wise  pursuit  approve, 
Alas,  what  toils  oppose  I 

2.  For  see  !  ah  see  !  while  yet  her  ways 

With  doubtful  step  I  tread, 

A  hostile  world  its  terrors  raise, 

Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

3.  Oh  !  how  shall  I,  with  heart  prepar'd, 

Those  terrors  learn  to  meet ; 
How,  from  the  thousand  snares,  to  guard 
And  to  restrain  my  feet  ? 

i.  But,  why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
Say  why,  distrustful  still, 
Thy  thoughts  with  vain  impatience  roll 
O'er  scenes  of  future  ill ! 

5.  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  : 
Thy  Maker's  will  hath  plac'd  thee  here. 
Thy  Maker  wise  and  good. 


MISERY  OF  SIN.  165 

6.  He  to  thy  ev'ry  trial  knows 
Its  just  restraints  to  give  ; 
Attentive  to  behold  thy  woes, 
And  faithful  to  relieve. 

?.  Though  grief's  unnumber'd  throng  thee  round, 
Still  in  thy  God  confide  ; 
Whose  finger  marks  the  seas  their  bound, 
And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 


HYMN  236,  l.  a*. 

1.  4  WAKE,  my  soul  !  lift  up  thine  eyes ; 
-1  *-  See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise 
In  long  array,  a  num'rous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2.  Here  giant  danger  threat'ning  stands, 
Must'ring  his  pale  terrific  bands  ; 
There  pleasure's  silken  banner's  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

3.  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4.  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground  j 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  : 
Beware  of  all,  guard  ev'ry  part, 

But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

5.  Come  then,  my  soul !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  j 
Put  on  the  armour  from  above 

Of  heav'nly  truth  and  heav'nly  love. 

6.  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  pow'rs  of  earth,  and  pow'rs  of  helli 
Thy  Lord  and  Captain  triumph'd  here  : 
Why  should  his  faithful  foll'wers  fear  ? 


16*  THE  DANGER  kc. 

HYMN  237.  o.  m. 

1.  T  0RD,  when  iniquities  abound, 
•"  And  growing  crimes  appear  ; 
We  view  the  deluge  rising  round, 

With  sorrow  and  with  fear. 

2.  Yet,  when  its  waves  most  fiercely  beat 

And  spread  destruction  wide  ; 
Thy  spirit  can  a  standard  raise 
To  stem  the  roaring  tide. 

3.  May  thy  triu repliant  arm  awake, 

Thy  sacred  cause  to  plead  ; 
And  let  the  multitude  confess, 
That  thou  art  God  indeed. 

-0O  let  thy  grace  dispose  their  hearts, 
To  bow  before  thy  hand  ; 
And  let  their  stubborn  necks  be  bent? 
To  own  thy  just  command. 

5,  Our  feeble  souls  do  thou  support ; 
In  us  thy  pow'r  display  : 
And  multitudes  shall  strive  in  vain 
To  draw  us  from  thy  way. 


HYMN  238.  c.  m. 

St.  npHE  Lord  into  his  vineyard  comes, 
*-    Our  various  fruit  to  see  ; 
His  eye,  more  piercing  than  the  light, 
Examines  ev'ry  tree. 

2.  Tremble  ye  sinners,  at  his  frown, 

If  barren  still  ye  stand  ; 
And  fear  that  keenly-wounding  axe, 
Which  arms  his  awful  hand. 

3.  Lord,  we  adore  thy  sparing  love", 

Thy  long-expecting  grace : 


REPENTANCE  &c.  167 

Else  had  we  low  in  ruin  fall'n, 
And  known  no  more  our  placed 

I.  Succeeding  years  thy  patience  waits  ; 
Nor  let  it  wait  in  vain  : 
But  form  in  us  abundant  fruit, 
And  still  this  fruit  maintain. 

HYMN  239.  l.  m. 

1.  Tg  AISE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye  j 
-t^  Behold  God's  balance  lifted  high : 
There  shall  his  justice  be  display'd, 

And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh' d. 

2.  See  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law  ; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw  : 
Would'st  thou  the  awful  test  sustain, 

Thy  works  how  light !  thy  thoughts  how  vain  ! 

3.  Great  God  !  exert  thy  pow'r  to  save  ; 
Deep  on  the  heart  this  truth  engrave  ; 
Disperse  the  mist  from  sinners'  eyes, 
And  make  the  wretched  triflers  wise. 

4.  O  let  them  seize  the  present  day, 
Nor  risk  salvation  by  delay  ; 

And,  while  they  tremble,  let  them  flee, 
And  find  their  help,  their  life,  in  thee. 


XV. 

REPENTANCE  AND  CONVERSION, 
HYMN  240.  l.  m. 

1.  CHEW  pity,  Lord  !  O  Lord,  forgive! 
^   Let  a  repenting  sinner  live. 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  the  contrite  trust  in  thee  ? 


168  REPENTANCE  AND 

2*  With  shame  my  num'rous  sins  I  trace 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
And,  though  my  pray'r  thou  shouldst  not  hear, 
My  doom  is  just,  and  thou  art  clear. 

3.  Yet  save  a  penitent,  O  Lord  ! 

Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Seeks  for  some  precious  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

4.  My  sins  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  riches  of  eternal  grace. 

Great  God  !  thy  nature  hath  no  bound  : 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

5.  O  wash  my  soul  from  ey'ry  stain, 
Nor  let  the  guilt  I  mourn  remain. 
Give  me  to  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  bid  my  bleeding  heart  rejoice. 

6.  Then  shall  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 

And  ev'ry  power  shall  join  to  bless 

The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

HYMN  24  L  l.  m. 

1.  f\  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry  ! 

™  "  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Hehold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2.  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3. 1  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  O  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 


CONVERSION.  169 

*.  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  : 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

5.  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just  t 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

HYMN  242*  l.  m. 

i.  f^PPRESS'D  with  guilt,  or  grief,  or  care, 
"  Great  God  !  thy  humble  suppliants  hear.* 
Though  sunk,  we  ne'er  can  sink  so  low, 
But  thou  canst  hear  the  voice  of  woe. 

2.  Should'st  thou  against  each  evil  deed 
In  strict  severity  proceed  ; 

By  merit,  without  mercy,  tried, 
None  could  be  clear'd  and  justified. 

3.  But  thou  forgiveness  dost  proclaim, 
That  men  may  turn  and  tear  thy  name. 
To  thy  rich  grace,  O  Lord  !  we  fly, 
And  on  thy  promises  rely. 

4.  Ye  contrite  hearts,  who  guilt  deplore ! 
Come,  seek  his  face,  and  sin  no  more. 
Then  shall  ye  know  that  God  is  kind, 
And  full  redemption  with  him  find. 

HYMN  24S.  c.  m. 

1.  TM^HEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

"  "     O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

2.  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
P 


170  KEPENTANCE  AND 

My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought : — 

3.  When  thou,  O  Lord  !  shalt  stand  disclos'd 

In  majesty  severe? 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  I 

4.  But  there's  forgiveness,  Lord,  with  thee  \ 

Thy  nature  is  benign. 
Thy  pard'ning  mercy  I  implore  ; 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  thine. 

9*  O  let  thy  boundless  mercy  shine 
On  my  benighted  soul ! 
Correct  my  passions,  mend  my  heart2 
And  all  my  fears  control. 

6.  And  may  I  taste  thy  richer  grace 
In  that  decisive  hour, 
When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 
And  time  shall  be  no  more. 

HYMN  244,  c.  m. 

1.  "DERPETUAL  source  of  light  and  grace  I 
-*-     We  hail  thy  sacred  name* 
Through  ev'ry  year's  revolving  round, 

Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2.  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 

And  treach'rous  vows  renew, 
False  as  the  morning's  scatt'ring  cloudj 
And  transient  as  the  dew. 

3.  Low  at  thy  feet  our  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  loud  implore  thy  grace, 
To  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on 
In  all  thy  righteous  ways. 

4.  ArmM  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  constant  prove? 


CONVERSION.  in 

And  with  increasing  transport  press 
On  to  thy  courts  above. 

5.  So,  by  thy  pow'r,  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  radiant  way, 
Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
And  shines  to  perfect  day. 

HYMN  245.  p.  m. 

1.  f^-OD  of  mercy  1  God  of  grace  ! 
"    Hear 'our  sad  repentant  songs. 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou  to  whom  our  praise  belongs  ! 

2.  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  mispent ; 
Hearts  debas'd  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; 

3.  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ; 

4.  These,  and  ev'ry  secret  fault, 

Fill'd  with  grief  and  shame  we  own , 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 

Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5.  God  of  mercy  !  God  of  grace  ! 

Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs. 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou,  to  whom  our  praise  belongs  I 

HYMN  246.  r.  m. 

•."DLEST  Instructor  !  from  thy  ways. 
"   Who  can  tell,  how  oft  he  strays ! 
Save  from  error's  growth  my  mind  j 
Leave  not,  Lord,  one  root  behind. 


%72  REPENTANCE  AND 

2.  Cleanse  me  from  the  guilt,  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  my  heart's  disguise  ; 
Let  me  thence,  by  thee  renew 'd, 
Each  presumptuous  sin  exclude. 

3.  Let  my  tongue,  from  error  free* 
Speak  the  words  approv'd  by  thee  ; 
To  thy  all-observing  eyes 

Let  my  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

4.  So  my  lot  shall  ne'er  be  join'd 
With  the  men,  whose  impious  mind, 
Fearless  of  thy  just  command, 
Braves  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand. 

9.  While  I  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore; 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear  1 
God,  my  strength,  propitious  hear  ! 

HYMN  247,  c.  m. 

1.  f\  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
"  Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  i 

2>  See  !  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn. 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  return  \ 

5.  Absent  from  thee,  my  guide,  my  light ! 

Without  one  cheering  ray  ; 
Through  dangers*  fears,  and  gloomy  night; 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

4.  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 


CONVERSION.  173 

5.  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 
Delights,  which  never  cloy. 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy  ! 

HYMN  248.  c.  u. 

1.  HHHE  Lord,  how  kind  are  all  his  ways, 
-*-    When  most  they  seem  severe  ! 
He  frowns,  and  scourges,  and  rebukes, 
That  we  may  learn  his  fear. 

#.  With  thorns  he  fences  up  our  path, 
And  builds  a  wall  around, 
To  guard  us  from  the  death  that  lurks 
In  sin's  forbidden  ground. 

3.  Return,  ye  wand'ring  souls,  return? 

And  seek  his  tender  breast ; 
Call  back  the  mem'ry  of  the  days, 
When  there  you  found  your  rest; 

4.  Behold,  O  Lord  !  we  fly  to  thee, 

Tho'  blushes  veil  our  face  ; 
Constraint  our  last  retreat  to  seek 
In  thy  much  injur'd  grace. 

HYMN  249.  s.  m. 

1.  ^  ARCHER  of  hearts  !  to  thee 
^  I  all  my  soul  display  ; 

And,  conscious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Intreat  thy  strict  survey. 

2.  If,  lurking  in  its  folds, 

I  any  sin  conceal : 
O  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  secret  guile  reveal ! 

3.  If,  in  these  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie  : 
P  % 


42*  REPENTANCE  AND 

Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  ligh?  and  liberty! 

4.  To  penitence  and  pray'r 
Be  gentle  pity  giv'n  ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heav'n. 


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HYMN  250*  l.  m. 

turn,  great  Ruler  of  the  skies, 


"urn  from  my  sins  thy  searching  eyes  I 
My  mind  from  ev'ry  fear  release, 
And  sooth  my  troubled  thoughts  to  peacev 

2,  Prompt  is  thy  pow'r,  when  ills  invade? 
The  weak  and  contrite  soul  to  aid  : 
Then  let  thy  clemency  divine 
Conspicuous  in  my  pardon  shine. 

3.  O  let  the  fulness  of  thy  grace 
Each  error  of  my  life  efface  ! — 
But  thy  decrees,  almighty  Sire  I 
Integrity  of  heart  require. 

&»  Give  me  a  will  to  thine  subdu'd,-. 
„A  conscience  pure,  a  soul  renew'd  ; 
Nor  let  me,  wrapt  in  endless  gloom, 
An  outcast  from  thy  presence  roam. 

5.  The  heart,  that,  taught  its  guilt  to  know* 
Repentant  heaves  with  inward  woe, 
Shall  find  its  pray'rs,  its  groans,  its  sighs> 
To  thee  in  full  acceptance  rise. 

HYMN  251.  l.  m. 

A.  T  ORD  1  we  have  wander'd  from  thy  way, 
■"  Like  foolish  sheep  have  gone  astray  j 
Our  pleasant  pastures  we  have  left, 
And  of  their  guard  out  souls  bereft. 


CONVERSION.  i75 

2.  Expos'd  to  want,  expos'd  to  harm, 
Far  from  our  gentle  Shepherd's  arm  ; 
Nor  will  these  fatal  wand'rings  cease, 
Till  thou  reveal  the  paths  of  peace. 

3.  O  seek  thy  thoughtless  servants,  Lord  ! 
Nor  let  us  quite  forget  thy  word. 

Our  erring  souls  do  thou  restore, 
And  keep  us,  that  we  stray  no  more. 

HYMN  252,  s.  m. 

1.  A  TTEND,  my  soul,  with  awe, 
-**-  The  dictates  of  thy  God  ; 
Silent  and  trembling  hear  the  voice 

Of  his  appointed  rod. 

2,  Now  let  me  search  my  ways, 

And  prostrate  seek  his  face  ; 
Conscious  of  guilt,  before  his  throne 
In  dust  my  soul  abase. 

S.  O  teach  me  what's  unknown, 
And  all  my  crimes  forgive. 
Those  crimes  I  would  no  more  repeat, 
But  to  thy  honour  live. 

4.  My  sorrows  plaiuly  show, 

That  all  on  earth  is  vain. 
In  God  my  wounded  heart  confides, 
True  rest  and  bliss  to  gain. 

HYMN  253,  c.  k. 

!»  (JjWEET  is  the  friendly  voice  which  speak? 
*  -  The  words  of  life  and  peace  ; 
Which  bids  the  upright  heart  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2,  Thou,  Lord  !  in  mercy  wilt  regard 
The  humble  and  sincere  ; 


ire  REPENTANCE  AND 

Thou  wilt  with  gracious  eye  behold 
The  penitential  tear. 

3.  Thou  canst  restrain  wild  passion's  sway2 

The  pow'r  of  vice  control, 
Restore  bright  reason's  ray  divine, 
And  purify  the  soul. 

4.  O  God  I  from  error  turn  my  feet, 

That  I  no  more  may  stray ; 
And  guide  my  steps  direct  and  safe 
In  virtue's  peaceful  way% 

5.  Let  me  no  more,  with  wilful  mind, 

Thy  righteous  laws  offend. 
Then  shall  I  know  nor  guilt  nor  fear, 
If  thou  be  still  my  friend. 

HYMN  254, «.  m. 

1.  f\  blessed  souls  are  they, 

*  °  Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er  ! 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 

2.  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3.  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray  ; 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne. 
Our  help  in  time  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone, 

HYMN  255,  l.  m. 

The  joy  of  conversion  from  sin, 

&»  Tl^HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name; 
*  "     And  chang'd  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 


CONVERSION.  17^ 

2.  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
"My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3.  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbours  cried:, 

And  own'd  thy  pow'r  divine ; 
a  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4#  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

9,  Let  those,  that  sow  in  sadness,  wait, 
T  ill  the  fair  harvest  come  j 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

HYMN  256-  s.  u. 

1.  D"OW  various  and  how  new 
-"   Are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
Each  morning  shall  thy  mercies  shew, 

Each  night  thy  love  record. 

2.  Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun, 

Dawn'd  on  our  early  days, 
Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 
To  form  our  lips  to  praise, 

3.  Each  object  we  beheld 

Gave  pleasure  to  our  eyes ; 

And  nature  all  our  senses  held 

In  bands  of  sweet  surprise. 

4.  But  pleasures  more  refin'd 

Awaited  that  blest  day, 
When  light  arose  upon  our  mind 
To  chase  our  sins  away. 


478  REPENTANCE  See. 

5.  How  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
Eternity  thy  truth  shall  shew, 
And  all  thy  love  record. 

HYMN  257*   s.m. 

Thanksgiving  for  deliverance  from  the  power 
of  sin. 

1.  rpHE  traveler,  lost  in  night, 
-■-    Breathes  many  a  longing  sign, 
And  marks  the  welcome  dawn  of  light 
"With  rapture  in  his  eye. 

3.  Thus  sweet  the  dawn  of  day 
Lost  weary  sinners  find, 
When  mercy  with  reviving  ray 
Beams  o'er  the  fainting  mind. 

3.  To  slaves  opprest  with  chains, 

How  kind,  how  dear  the  friend, 
Whose  gen'rous  hand  relieves  their  pajjis> 
And  bids  their  sorrows  end  ! 

4.  Thus  dear  that  friend  divine, 

Who  rescues  captive  souls, 
Unbinds  the  galling  chains  of  sin, 
And  all  its  pow'r  controls. 

5.  My  God !  to  gospel  light 

My  dawn  of  hope  I  owe  ; 
Once,  wand'ring  in  the  shades  of  night, 
And  sunk  in  hopeless  woe. 

6.  Thy  hand  redeem'd  the  slave, 

And  set  the  pris'ner  free. 
Be  all  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 


THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS,  kc.     i7$ 

XVI. 

THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS  OF  TRUE 
CHRISTIANS. 


HYMN  258.  s.  m. 

1.  |^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
^  And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 

Whilst  ye  surround  the  throne. 

2.  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  : 

But  servants  of  the  heav'nly  King 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3.  The  God,  who  rules  on  high, 

Who  all  the  earth  surveys, 
Who  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  calms  the  roaring  seas  : 

4.  This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  love  ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heav'nly  pow'rs*, 
To  carry  us  above. 

ft  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin ! 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

6.  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

?.  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below. 


180        THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS 

Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow* 

8.  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  : 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  gttrafid 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN  259.    s.  m. 

i.  ~\TOW  let  our  voices  join 
-*-^    To  form  a  sacred  song  ; 
Ye  pilgrims  in  Jehovah's  ways, 
With  music  pass  along. 

3.  How  straight  the  path  appears  ! 
How  open  and  how  fair  1 
No  Vurking  snares  t'entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3.  But  flow'rs  of  Paradise 

In  rich  profusion  spring  ; 
The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4.  See  Salem's  golden  spires 

In  beauteous  prospect  rise.; 
And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  weai'j, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

5.  All  honour  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way ; 
To  him,  who  leads  the  wand'rers  on 
—To  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  260.  c.  m. 

1.  VE  trembling  souls  !  dismiss  your  fears  ; 
■*    Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continued  stream. 


OF  TRUE  CHRISTIANS.  481 

2,  Fear  not  the  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell ; 
God  will  these  pow'rs  restrain  ; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

■3.  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  : 
He  will  for  his  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heav'n  beside. 

4.  Fear  not,  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  : 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5.  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the-  grave, 

Nor  death's  tremendous  sting  : 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

6.  You  in  his  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  grace, 

May  confidently  trust  j 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  pow'r  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

HYMN  261  ♦  c.  m, 

^HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2.  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd  : 
Then  I  can  smiie  at  Satan's  rage,] 
And  face  a  frowning  world, 

S.  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall : 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all ! 

Q 


182       THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS 

4.  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  262.  l.  m. 

l.^VTOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
r^    Who  boast  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 
As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2.  To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n, 
To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heav'n ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

3.  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds. 

4.  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply  : 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  ; 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heav'n  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

5.  If  I've  the  honour,  Lord  !  to  be 
One  of  this  num'rous  family  :, 
Gn  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow, 
To  call  thee  Abba,  Father,  too. 

6.  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove  . 
My  filial  piety  and  love  1 

Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  on  my  face. 

HYMN  263.  c.  m. 

l.T^ORSAKE,  my  soul!  the  tents  of  sin :: 
-*-    How  false  her  joys  appear  I 


OF  TRUE  CHRISTIANS.  fiB3 

Noise  and  confusion  dwell  within  ; 
Peace  is  a  stranger  there. 

2.  The  men,  who  keep  the  laws  of  God, 

His  choicest  blessings  share  ; 
Or,  if  he  lifts  his  chast'ning  rod, 
'Tis  with  a  Father's  care. 

3.  His  mighty  pow'r  shall  guard  the  just  ^ 

His  wisdom  point  their  way  ; 
His  eye  shall  watch  their  sleeping  dust  j 
His  hand  revive  their  clay. 

4.  Begin,  ye  saints,  the  joyful  task  ; 

His  praise  employ  your  tongue  ; 
And  soon  eternity  will  ask 
A  more  exalted  song. 

HYMN  264*  cm. 

1.  T\TITH  transport,  Lord  !  we  view  the  page, 

™  "     Where  all  thy  mercies  shine  j 
And  joy  to  tell  the  rising  age, 
What  boundless  grace  is  thfne. 

2.  The  world,  with  all  its  shifting  schemes, 

Time,  with  its  fleeting  hours, 
Life,  with  its  gay  and  flatt'ring  dreams, 
Its  hopes  and  fears,  is  ours* 

3.  Death,  also,  at  our  Fathers  word, 

Lays  all  its  terrors  by  ; 
Gently  divides  the  silver  cord, 
And  calls  us  to  the  sky. 

4.  Fain  would  our  hearts  a  tribute  bring, 

Before  our  Father's  throne  ; 
A  tribute  worthy  of  our  King, 
Whose  mercies  are  unknown. 

HYMN  265.  c.  m. 
1.  r\  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high  ! 
"  While  men  lie  grov'ling  here, 


t84    THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS 

His  hopes  are  fix'd  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear*. 

2.  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  staigs  ;. 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3.  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees. 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heav'nly  peace. 

4.  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

S»  He  looks  to  heavVs  eternal  hill, 
To  meet  that  glorious  day, 
When  Christ  his  promise  shall  fulfil 
And  call  his  soul  away, 

HYMN  266,    l.  m.     - 

1.  Tl/'HILE  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 

*  ™     And  court  the  joys  which  hurt  the  soul ;. 
Be  mine  that  silent  calm  repast, 
A  peaceful  conscience  to  the  last : 

2.  That  tree  which  bears  immortal  fruit, 
Without  a  canker  at  the  root ; 

That  friend,  who  never  fails  the  just, 
When  other  friends  desert  their  trust. 

3.  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismay 'd  ; 
But  fearless  meet  the  midnight  gloom, 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

4.  Though  heav'n  afflict,  I'll  not  repine  ; 
The  noblest  comforts  still  are  mine  : 


OF  TRUE   CHRISTIANS.  IS; 

Comforts,  which  over  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

5.  The  Lord  will  smooth  my  rugged  way. 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day, 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

HYMN  267.  c.  m. 

1.  !f\  happiness,  thou  pleasing  dream  ! 

*  Where  is  thy  substance  found  ? 
Sought  through  the  varying  scenes,  in  vain, 
Of  earth's  capacious  round. 

2,  Religion's  sacred  lamp  alone 

Unerring  points  the  way, 
Where  happiness  for  ever  shines 
With  unpolluted  ray. 

HYMN  268.  s.  m. 

1.  "1¥/*HEN  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 

™  v     The  trembling  heart  invade. 
And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 
An  universal  shade : 

2.  Religion  can  assuage 

The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
And  ev'ry  fear  shall  lose  its  rage 
At  her  divine  control. 

3.  Through  life's  bewilder'd  way, 

Her  hand  unerring  leads  ; 
And  o'er  the  path  her  heav'nly  ray 
A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 

4>,  When  reason,  tir'd  and  blind, 
Sinks  helpless  and  afraid  ; 
Thou  blest  supporter  of  the  mind. 
How  pow'rful  is  thine  aid  I 
Q2 


186        THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS 

5.  O  let  me  feel  thy  pow'r, 
And  find  thy  sweet  relief, 
To  brighten  ev'ry  gloomy  hour, 
And  soften  ev'ry  grief. 

HYMN  269.  l.  m. 

1.  IfJOW  blest  the  man,  how  more  than  blest, 
■"  Whose  heart  no  guilty  thoughts  employ  i 
God's  endless  sunshine  fills  his  breast, 

And  conscience  whispers  peace  and  joy. 

2.  Pure  rectitude's  unerring  way 

His  heav'n-conducted  steps  pursue  ; 
While  crowds  in  guilt  and  error  stray, 
Unstain'd  his  soul,  and  bright  his  view, 

3.  By  God's  almighty  arm  sustain'd, 

True  virtue  soon  or  late  shall  rise  ; 
Enjoy  the  conquest,  nobly  gain'd, 
And  share  the  triumph  of  the  skies. 

4.  But  fools,  to  sacred  wisdom  blind, 

Who  vice's  tempting  call  obey, 
A  diff'rent  fate  shall  quickly  find, 
To  ev'ry  storm  an  easy  prey. 

HYMN  270.   l.  m. 

1.  PnpHERE  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 
®     Resplendent  with  eternal  day  ; 
Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
While  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way, 

3.  There  shall  the  fav'rites  of  the  Lord 
With  never-fading  lustre  shine. 
Surprising  honour  !  vast  reward  ! 
Conferr'd  on  man  by  love  divine. 

3.  How  blest  are  those,  how  truly  wise, 
Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road  ! 


OF  TRUE  CHRISTIANS,  1ST 

Happy  the  men,  whom  heav'n  employs 
To  turn  rebellious  hearts  to  God  ; 

1.  To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way, 

Where  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves; 
And  that  blest  righteousness  display, 
Which  Jesus  taught  and  God  approver* 

5.  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 

And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light  : 
But  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade, 
For  ever  fair,  for  ever  bright. 

0.  On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire, 
O  may  our  spirits  daily  rise  ; 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir, 
In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies  ! 


ALL  earthly  charms,  howevc 
Howe'er  they  please  the  e 


P.M. 

rer  dear, 
eye  cr  ear, 
Will  quickly  fade  and  fly. 
Of  earthly  glory  faint  the  blaze, 
And  soon  the  transitory  rays 
In  endless  darkness  die. 

2.  The  nobler  beauties  of  the  just 
Shall  never  moulder  in  the  dust, 

Or  know  a  sad  decay  ; 
Their  honours  time  and  death  defy, 
And  round  the  throne  of  heav'n  on  high 

Beam  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  272.  t.  m. 

l-XTE  humble  souls,  complain  no  more  ; 
*-    Let  faith  survey  your  future  store. 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest. 


198        THE  JOY  AND  HAPPINESS  kc 

2.  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes 

A  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3.  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores  ; 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours : 

4.  A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 
Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 
And  ev'ry  wish  hath  full  supplies : 

5.  A  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
Though  time  sweep  earthly  thrones  away. 
The  state,  which  pow'r  and  truth  sustain, 
Unmov'd  for  ever  must  remain. 

6.  Great  God  !  to  thee  we  breathe  our  pray'r  : 
If  thou  confirm  our  int'rest  there, 
Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 

Our  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

HYMN  273.  o.  u. 

i.  TT OW  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 
■*■-■■   Instruction's  warning  voice  j 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only*  choice  ! 

2.  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  is  the  gain  of  gold. 

3.  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honour  bright  appears. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER  Sec.  189 

4.  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  : 
A  crown  of  giory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5.  According  as  her  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 


XV  LL 
THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER  AM) 
LIFE,  IN  GENERAL. 

HYMN  274.  l.  m. 

i.  QO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
*^   The  holy  gospel  we  profess  *, 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine  ! 

2.  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin. 

3.  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deny'd, 
Tassion  and  envy?  lust  and  pride  ; 
Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4.  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
Whilst  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  en  his  word. 


190    THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER 

HYMN  275. cm. 

1,  T  want  a  principle  within 
-"-  Of  jealous  godly  fear, 

A  dread  and  hatred  of  all  sin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

2.  That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve  : 
The  filial  awe,  the  loving  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give  ; 

S.  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

4.  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God  1  my  conscience  make  ; 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake- 

5.  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  strayr 

That  moment,  Lord,  reprove  ; 
And  let  me  mourn,  and  weep,  and  prayy 
For  having  griev'd  thy  love  I 

%.  O  1  may  the  least  omission  pain 
My  weil-instructed  soul ; 
That  I  may  find  that  grace  again. 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

HYMN  276.  l.  m. 

1.  T\rHAT  strange  perplexities  arise  ! 

f  ▼     What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies  f 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear  5 
How  few,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear  I 

2.  And  what  am  I  ?— My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take. 


AND  LIFE  IN  GENERAL.  191 

Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

0.  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  ? 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine  ? 

4.  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal; 
My  fears  remove  $  let  me  appear 
To  God  and  my  own  conscience  clear  I 

HYMN  277.  l.  m. 

1.  ^T^HO  shall  ascend  thy  heav'nly  place, 

*     Great  God,  and  dwell  before  t'.ry  face  ? 
The  man,  who  loves  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  Go4  below ; 

2.  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean, 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean. 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3.  He  will  not  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt ; 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honoured  in  his  eyes. 

4.  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good  : 
Nor  will  he  change  the  thing  he  swears,  ' 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears. 

5.  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold. 
If  othei  s  vex  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 

6.  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face  ; 


192    THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER 

And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same, 
That  he  could  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

T.  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone. 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord  1  with  thee. 

HYMN  278.  l.  m. 

1.  CJREAT  God  1  whose  all-pej?Vading  eye 
"    Sees  ev'ry  passion  of  nxf  soul ! 
When  sunk  too  low,  or  rais'd  too  high, 

Teach  me  those  passions  to  control. 

2.  Temper  the  fervours  of  my  frame ; 

Be  charity  their  constant  spring  ; 
And  O,  let  no  unhallow'd  flame 
Pollute  the  offerings  I  bring. 

3.  Let  peace  with  piety  unite, 

To  mend  the  bias  of  my  will ; 
While  hope  and  heav'n-ey'd  faith  excite, 
And  wisdom  regulates  my  zeal : 

4.  That  wisdom,  which  to  meekness  turns  ; 

Wisdom  descending  from  above  ; 
And  let  my  zeal,  whene'er  it  burns, 
Be  kindled  by  the  fire  of  love. 

HYMN  279.  l.  u. 

i.  OUPREME  and  universal  light  1 

^   Fountain  of  reason  I   Judge  of  right ! 
Without  whose  kind,  directing  ray, 
In  everlasting  night  we  stray : 

2.  Assist  us,  Lord,  to  act,  to  be, 
What  all  thy  sacred  laws  decree  j 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame, 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came. 


AND  LIFE,  IN  GENERAL.        193 

3.  No  slave*  to  profit,  shame,  or  fear, 
O  may  our  steadfast  bosoms  bear 
The  stamp  of  heav'n,  an  honest  heart. 
Above  the  mean  disguise  of  art! 

4.  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim ; 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

5.  O  Father  !  grace  and  virtue  grant : 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want. 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  is  bliss  above. 

HYMN  280.   l.  m. 

l.npH'  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee, 
-*-    Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord  !  to  thee. 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2.  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3.  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resign'd, 

To  thee  a  nobler  ofFring  yields, 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 

4s.  Love  God  and  man  : — this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand. 
This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
This  did  the  great  Messiah  preach. 

HYMN  281.  l.  m. 

1-  TF AD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
*--■-  And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use  ; 
R 


194    THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2.  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3.  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
t    To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor  ; 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  : 

4.  If  love  to  God,  and  lore  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

HYMN   282.  c  m. 

l.nnHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  I 
*■   Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word? 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2.  I  choose  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice ; 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3.  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  set  before  mine  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4.  Whene'er  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways  ; 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands. 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

3.  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine : 
O  save  thy  servant,  Lord  I 


AND  LIFE,  IN  GENERAL;  195 

Thou  art  my  shield,  ray  hiding  place ; 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

G.  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil  ; 
And  thus,  till  mortal  life  shall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

HYMN  283.  c.  m. 

1.  TirHILST  sinners,  who  presume  to  bear 

"  "      The  Christian's  sacred  name, 
Throw  up  the  reins  to  ev'ry  lust, 
And  glory  in  their  shame  : 

2.  Ye  saints,  preserv'd  in  Christ  and  call'd. 

Detest  their  impious  ways, 
And  on  the  basis  of  your  faith 
An  heav'nly  temple  raise. 

3.  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day  ; 
And,  whilst  he  breathes  his  quick'ning  grace, 
Adore,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

4.  Preserve  unquench'd  your  love  to  God, 

And  let  the  flame  arise, 
And  higher  and  still  higher  blaze, 
'Till  it  ascends  the  skies. 

5.  With  a  transporting  joy  expect 

The  grace  your  Lord  shall  give, 
When  all  his  saints  shall  from  his  hands 
Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 


HYMN  284 


C.  M, 


1.  ~DLEST  are  the  lindefU'd  in  heart, 
■*-*   Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart. 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  sin. 


196     THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER 

2.  Blest  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

And  practise  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 

3.  Great  is  their  peace,  who  love  thy  law  ; 

How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 

4.  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 


HYMN  285, 


L.    M. 


X .  "p  LESS'D  are  the  humble  souls,  who  see 
-*-*   Their  ignorance  and  poverty  : 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2.  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
For  them  divine  compassion  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3.  Bless'd  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  : 
God  will  secure  their  peaceful  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4.  Bless'd  are  the  souls,  who  thirst  for  grace,. 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  : 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

6.  Bless'd  are  the  men,  whose  hearts  still  mov 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love ; 
They  shall  themselves  from  God  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 


AND  LIFE,  IN  GENERAL,  19* 

6.  Bless'd  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  pow'r  of  sin  : 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7.  Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  : 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss. 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8.  Bless'd  are  the  suff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  : 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

HYMN  286.  l.  m. 

l.T|OST  thou  my  worthless  name  record, 
"   Free  of  thy  holy  city,  Lord  ? 
Am  I,  a  sinner,  call'd  to  share 
The  precious  privileges  there  ? 

2.  Art  thou  my  King,  my  Father  styl'd  ? 
Am  I  thy  servant  and  thy  child  ? 

Whilst  wretched  millions  draw  their  breath 
In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death. 

3.  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain  ? 
Shall  I  my  great  vocation  stain  ? 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought  I 
Away  each  sensual,  wanton  thought ! 

4.  ivly  soul,  I  charge  thee  to  excel 
In  thinking  right  and  acting  well. 
Deep  let  thy  searching  pow'rs  engage  J 
Unbiass'd,  in  the  sacred  page. 

5.  Strong,  and  more  strong,  thy  passions  rule, 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school ; 
Contending  still,  with  noble  strife, 

To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life, 
R  5 


198    THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER 

HYMN  287,  l.  m.     , 

1.  AH  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
■*■•  Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  I 
A  nobler  toil   nay  I  sustain, 

A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2.  I  would  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  pow'rs  to  serve  the  Lord  j 
Not*  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward  % 

3.  O  be  his  service  all  my  joy  ! 

Around  let  my  example  shine  ; 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4.  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5.  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  sacred  ways. 
Great  God  !  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

HYMN    288.  l.  m. 

1.  A  WAKE,  our  souls  !  away  our  fears  ! 
■**-  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone. 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2.  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  i hey  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  strength  imparts  to  ev'ry  saint  t 

3.  The  mighty  God   whose  matchless  pow'r 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 


AND  LIFE,  IN  GENERAL.         199 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4.  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heav'nly  road. 

HYMN  289.  cm: 

i.    A  WAKE  my  soul !  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 

■**■  And  press  with  vigour  on  : 
A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2.  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3.  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
sTis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  : 

4.  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
Wnen  victors'  crowns  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

HYMN  290.  c.  m. 

4..  |f|UR  country  is  Immanuel's  ground; 
We  seek,  that  promis'd  soil  : 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  ..earts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2.  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 
And  oft  are  batn'd  in  tears  : 
Yet  nought  but  heav'n  >ur    opes  can  raise 
And  nought  but  sin,  our  fears. 


2m    THE  CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER 

3.  The  flow'rs,  that  spring  along  the  road, 

We  scarcely  stoop  to  pluck  ; 

We  walk  o'er  beds  of  shining  ore, 

Nor  waste  one  anxious  look. 

4.  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod ; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore  ; 
And  ev'ry  thorn,  that  wounds  our  feet, 
His  temples  pierc'd  before. 

5.  Our  pow'rs  are  oft  dissolv'd  away 

In  ecstacies  of  love  ; 
And,  while  our  bodies  wander  here, 
Our  souls  are  fix'd  above. 

6.  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 

Refining  as  we  run  ; 
But,  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heav'n  is  here  begun. 


HYMN  291*  l.  m. 

1.  T  ET  sorrow,  Lord,  my  bosom  fill, 

■"  When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will 
Teach  me  to  mourn,  when  lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2.  With  indignation  may  I  treat 
The  works  of  malice  and  deceit ; 
And  ever  from  their  friendship  flee, 
Who  dare  to  scorn  thy  laws  and  thee. 

3.  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  some  unknown  sin? 
O  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

HYMN  292.    s.  m, 

1,"1"E  servants  of  the  Lord, 
-*■    Each  in  his  office  wait, 


AND  LIFE,  IN  GENERAL.         201 

Observant  of  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2.  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame, 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3.  Watch!  'tis  your  Lord's  command 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near. 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4.  O  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honour  crown'd. 


HYMN  293.  t.  m. 

1.  A  SSIST  us,  Lord,  thy  name  to  praise, 
-^*-  For  this  rich  gospel  of  thy  grace  ; 
And,  that  our  hearts  may  love  it  more, 

Teach  them  to  feel  its  vital  pow'r. 

2.  With  joy  may  we  our  course  pursue, 
And  keep  the  crown  of  life  in  view  ; 
That  crown,  which  in  one  hour  repays 
The  labour  of  ten  thousand  days. 

3.  Should  bonds  or  death  obstruct  our  way, 
Unmov'd  their  terrors  we'll  survey  ; 
And  the  last  hour  improve  for  thee, 
The  last  of  life  or  liberty. 

4.  Welcome  those  bonds,  which  may  unite 
Our  souls  to  their  supreme  delight  ! 
Welcome  that  death,  whose  painful  strife 
Bears  us  to  Christ,  our  better  life. 


202  FAITH. 

XVIII. 
FAITH. 

HYMN  294.  c.  iu 

l.Tj^AITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
"      And  saves  me  from  its  snares  j 
Its  aid  in  ev'ry  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares  ; 

2.  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 
And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heav'nly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

S.  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  pow'r 
The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4.  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign ; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

5.  Shews  me  the  precious  promise  seal'd 

With  the  redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  tt  eble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God, 

S.  There,  there  unshaken  would  I  rest, 
'Till  this  vile  body  dies  ; 
And  then  on  Faith's  triumphant  wings 
At  once  to  glory  rise. 

HYMN  295.  l.  m. 

1.  snpiS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

-*■    We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 


FAITH.  3Q3 

Till  we  arrive  at  heav'n  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2.  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3.  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heav'nly  ray  : 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4.  So  Abrah'm,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God. 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  iir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

HYMN  296*  l.  m. 

i.  Tl  Y  various  maxims,  forms,  and  rules, 
-"-*  That  pass  for  wisdom  in  the  schools, 
I  strove  my  passions  to  restrain  ; 
But  all  my  efforts  prov'd  in  vain. 

2.  But  since  the  Saviour  I  have  known, 
My  rules  are  all  reduc'd  to  one  : — 
To  keep  my  Lord,  by  faith,  in  view. 
This  strength  supplies  and  motives  too. 

3.  I  see  him  lead  a  sufFring  life, 
Patient  amidst  reproach  and  strife  ; 
And  from  this  pattern  courage  take 
To  bear  and  suffer  for  his  sake. 

4.  Upon  the  cross  I  see  him  bleed, 
And  by  the  sight  from  fear  am  freed. 
This  sight  destroys  the  life  of  sin, 
And  quickens  heav'nly  life  within. 

0.  To  look  to  Jesus  as  he  rose, 

Confirms  my  hope,  disarms  my  foes. 


20  h  FAITH. 

The  world  I  shame  and  overcome, 
By  pointing  to  my  Saviour's  tomb. 

6.  I  see  him  look  with  pity  down, 

And  hold  in  view  the  conq'ror's  crown. 
If  press'ti  with  griefs  and  cares  before, 
My  soul  revives,  and  asks  no  more. 

7.  By  faith  I  see  the  hour  at  hand, 
When  in  his  presence  I  shall  stand. 
Then  it  will  be  my  endless  bliss, 
To  see  him  where  and  as  he  is. 

HYMN  297.  l.  m. 

i.  T  ORD,  dost  thou  shew  a  corner-stone, 
-*-^  For  us  to  build  our  hopes  upon, 
That  the  fair  edifice  may  rise 
Sublime  in  light  beyond  the  skies  ? 

2.  Thy  people  long  this  stone  have  try'd, 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  defy'd. 
Floods  of  temptation  beat  in  vain  ; 
Well  doth  this  rock  the  house  sustain. 

2.  When  storms  and  tempests  round  prevail. 
Whirlwind  and  thunder,  fire  and  hail ; 
'Tis  here  our  trembling  souls  shall  hide> 
And  here  securely  they  abide. 

HYMN  298.  l.  m. 

i.IN  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
-■-  The  path  to  happiness  and  God  ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  doubtful  road. 

2.  Jesus,  thy  words  alone  impart 
Eternal  life  ;  on  these  I  live  ; 
Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  pow'rs  of  nature  give. 


FAITH.  2%9 

3.  Here  let  my  constant  feet  abide  ; 

Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4.  The  various  forms  that  men  devise, 

To  shake  my  iaith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I  scorn  as  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  thy  gospel  to  my  heart* 

HYMN  299.  l.  m. 

t}  TESUS !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
**    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee ! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise; 
Whose  glory  shines  thro'  endless  days. 

2.  Asham'd  of  Jesus,  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend  i 
No ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
That  1  no  more  revere  his  name. 

3.  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  ciave,, 
No  fears  to  quell,  to  soul  to  save. 

4   His  institutions  will  I  prize  ; 

Take  up  the  cross,  the  shame  despise } 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

HYMN  300.  l.  m. 

1.  CHALL  I  forsake  that  heav'nly  Friend, 
^  On  whom  my  noblest  hopes  depend  ? 
Forbid  it,  that  my  wand'ring  heart 
From  thee,  my  Saviour,  should  depart ! 

2.  First  let  the  wheels  of  life  stand  still, 
Ere  I  forget  thy  gracious  will ; 

S 


206  FAITH. 

Ere  I  submit  to  guilty  shame, 
And  bring  dishonour  on  thy  name. 

3.  Faithful  to  thee,  and  to  thy  laws, 
With  zeal  I  would  maintain  thy  cause, 
The  cause  of  truth  and  righteousness, 
'Midst  trial,  suffering,  and  distress. 

4.  If  e'er  I'm  call'd  t'encounter  death 
For  thee,  may  I  resign  my  breath  ; 
And  reap  at  last  the  bright  reward, 
Which  waits  the  servants  of  tne  Lord. 

HYMN  301.  l.  m. 

1.  TM/'HAT  mean  these  jealousies  and  fears, 

™  "     As  if  my  Lord  were  loth  to  save  ? 
Or  lov'd  to  see  us  steep'd  in  tears, 
And  sink  with  sorrow  to  the  grave  ? 

2.  Does  he  want  slaves  to  grace  his  throne  ? 

Or  crush  them  with  an  iron  rod  ? 
Is  he  refreshed  to  hear  us  groan  ? 
Is  he  a  tyrant,  or  a  God  ? 

3.  Not  all  th'  iniquities  thou'st  wrought 

So  much  his  tender  bowels  grieve, 
As  this  unkind  injurious  thought, — 
That  he's  unwilling  to  forgive. 


HYMN  302.  l. 


M. 


"MfHEN  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind, 

*  *     And  smiling  day  once  more  appears  ; 
Then,  my  Creator  !  then  1  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

Straight  I  upbraid  my  wand 'ring  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 


FAITH.  207 

S.  O  let  me  then  be  fully  taught, 

What  I  am 'still  so  slow  to  learn, 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  tht  shadow  of  a  turn. 

HYMN  303.  l  *, 

1.  QJING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
^    His  various  and  his  saving  names. 

O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

2.  Awake,  our  noblest  pow'rs,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abra'm,  the  God  of  peace  y 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 

Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

3.  Through  ev'ry  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  pray'r  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain. 
That  it  hath  sought  its  God  in  vaio. 

4.  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name, 
The  same  his  pow'r,  his  love  the  same  ? 

5.  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread  ; 
For  God  will  guard,  where  God  shall  lead. 

HYMN  304*    cm. 

1.  XT  APPY  the  man,  whose  wishes'climb 

-"  To  mansions  in  the  skies  ! 
He  looks  on  all  the  joys  of  time 
With  undesiring  eyes. 

2.  In  vain  soft  pleasures  spreads  her  charms* 

And  throws  her  silken  chain  ; 


£0$  FAITH. 

And  wealth  and  fame  invite  his  arms, 
And  tempt  his  ear  in  vain. 

8,  He  knows,  that  all  these  glitt'ring  things 
Must  yield  to  sure  decay  ; 
And  sees  on  time's  extended  wings 
How  swift  they  flee  away  1 

4.  To  things  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 
A  beam  of  sacred  light 
Directs  his  view  ;  his  prospects  rise- 
All  permanent  and  bright. 

'if.  His  hopes  are  fix'd  on  joys  to  corner 
Those  blissful  scenes  on  high 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  bloomj 
When,  time  and  nature  die. 


M 


HYMN  305*  e.  m. 

MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  Reav'ni- 
And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust  1 

&  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
None  but  a  living  pow'r  unites 
To  Christ  the  living  Head  :■— 

3.  A  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart ; 

A  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4.  Faith  must  obey  our  Father's  will,. 

As  well  as  trust  his  grace  : 
A  pard'ning  God  requires  us  stilt 
To  perfect  holiness. 


DUTIES  OF  PIETY.  309 

XIX. 
DUTIES  OF  PIETY, 

HYMN   306.  l.  m. 

i;  "p  TERNAL  God,  almighty  cause 

-"   Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown  i" 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2.  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 

Of  all  within  itself  possest  ; 
By  none  control 'd  in  thy  commands, 
And  in  thyself  completely  blest. 

3.  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe  ; 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  pay  ; 
All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4i.  In  thee-  O  Lord,  our  hope  shall  rest, 
Fountain  of  peace  and  joy  and  love  I 
Thy  favour  only  makes  us  blest ; 

Without  thee  all  would  nothing  prove* 

&.  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs ; 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 
Thine  be  our  hearts  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 

6.  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen  lands  \ 
Their  idol-deities  dethrone  ; 
Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 
S  % 


210  DUTIES  OF  PIETY, 


HYMN  307.  l.  M. 

m  i^REAT  God  I  thy  peerless  excellence 
'      Let  all  created  natures  own  : 
Deep  on  our  minds  impress  the  sense 
Of  glories  which  are  thine  alone. 

2.  Let  these  our  admiration  raise, 

And  fill  us  with  religious  awe ; 
Tune  all  our  hearts  and  tongues  to  praise. 
And  bend  us  to  thy  holy  law. 

3.  Pure  may  we  be,  averse  to  sin, 

Just,  holy,  merciful,  and  true  ; 
And  let  thine  image,  form'd  within, 
Shine  out  in  all  we  speak  and  do. 

HYMN  308.  c.  m. 

1.  "VI" Y  soul,  before  thy  Maker  bow ; 
■*■**■  His  wondrous  works  admire, 
Till  rev'rence  and  religious  awe 

Thine  inmost  thoughts  inspire. 

2.  With  humble  trust  dismiss  thy  cares? 

And  on  his  love  depend ; 
Leave  him  to  manage  thine  affairs, 
To  him  thyself  commend. 

3.  Let  high  esteem  affection  raise  ; 

Devotion  warm  thv  breast ; 
Let  thankful  love  excite  thy  praise ; 
In  him  alone  be  blest 

4.  To  him  thy  solemn  homage  pay  ; 

His  constant  aid  implore  ; 
Give  thanks  for  m-  rcies  ev'ry  day? 
And  thus  prepare  for  more. 


DUTIES  OP  PIETY.  sii 

9,  Without  reserve  to  him  submit  J 
All  his  commands  fulfil ; 
Acknowledge  all  his  actions  fit, 
Nor  e'er  oppose  his  will. 

HYMN  309.  l.   m. 

1.  "|7  TERNAL  and  immortal  King  ! 

■"    Thy  peerless  splendours  none  can  bear ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes  ; 
When  God  with  all  his  glory's  there* 

2.  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom* 

The  great  Invisible  can  see  ; 
And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy. 
In  fix'd  regards,  great  God  !  to  thee. 

3.  Then  ev'ry  tempting  form  of  sin, 

Aw'd  by  thy  presence,  disappears ; 
And  all  the  glowing  raptur'd  soul 
The  likeness,  it  contemplates,  weafs. 

4.  O  ever  conscious  to  my  heart ! 

Witness  to  its  supreme  desire ; 
Behold  it  presses  on  to  thee, 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 

5.  This  one  petition  would  I  urge  : 

To  bear  thee  ever  in  my  sight ! 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
My  only  portion  and  delight. 

HYMN  310.  c.  m. 

i.npHRICE  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heav'n. 
"     Whilst  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Humbly  beu;in  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear  ? 

3.  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 
Prevent  the  dawning  day, 


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And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name  and  pray. 

3f  Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present  . 
Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs^ 
Our  hearts  be  thint  alone  I 

4.  As  sanctify'd  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought  ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

5.  When  to  laborious  duties  call'dy, 

,  Or  by  temptations  try'd  ; 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

W»  As  diff'rent  scenes  of  life  arise, 
Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee  amidst  the  social  band^ 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7i  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 
On  thy  paternal  breast ; 
And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Resign  our  pow'rs  to  rest. 

g.  In  solid  pure  delights,  like  these, 
Let  all  my  days  be  past  : 
Nor  shall  f  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  lasti 

HYMN  31 K  c.   m. 

f.  Y|rHILE  thee  1  seek,  protecting  Pow'r! 
™  *     Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill  ci. 

2.  Thy  love  the  pow'rs  of  thought  btstow'd.: 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar. 


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Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  : 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3.  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  bestow'cl  by  thee. 

4.  In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 

5.  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill : 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  snail  meet  thy  will. 

6.  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  low'ring  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfas;  heart  shall  know  no  fear : 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee  ! 

HYMN  312.  l.  m, 

i.  f^UR  Fattier,  thron'd  above  the  sky, 
*  "  To  thee  our  empty  hands  we  spread  $ 
Thy  chi;dren  at  thy  footstool  lie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2,  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
In  thai  august  and  precious  name, 
By  thee  ordain'd,  we  now  draw  near, 
And  would  the  proimVd  blessing  claitir. 

3-  Does  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
The  cravings  of  his  famish'd  son  ? 
Will  he  reject  the  filial  pray'r, 

Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  stone  l\ 

4.  Our  heav'nly  Father,  how  much  more  ' 
WHJ  thy  divine  compassions  rise  ; 


514  DUTIES  OF  PIETY; 

And  open  thy  unbounded  store, 
To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries  ? 

£.  Yes,  we  will  ask,  and  seek* and  press 
For  gracious  audit  nee  at  tiiy  seat  'r 
Still  hoping,  waiting  for  success, 
If  persevering  to  entreat. 

6.  For  Jesus  in  his  faithful  word 

The  upright  supplicant  has  blest; 
And  all  thy  saints  with  one  accord 
The  prevalence  of  pray'r  attest. 

HYMN  313.  c.  m, 

1.  THfAPPY  the  heart-  where  graces  reign, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

3.  Knowledge,  alas  \  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear  : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign. 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3.  'Tis  love,  that  makes  our  cheerful  fee* 

In  swift  obedience  move. 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too  ; 
But  devils  do  not  love. 

4.  This  is  the  grace*  that  lives  and  sings. 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease. 
3Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

HYMN  314.  p.  m. 

l.rpHOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
•*•    Whose  depth  unfathom'd  no  man  know| '% 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 
1  only  sigh  for  thy  repose  ; 


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My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

2.  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah  !  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  ofev'ry  motion  there. 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

3.  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 

My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call. 
Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say  : 

"  i  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  all  i* 
To  feel  thy  pow'r,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 


HYMN  315.  r.  >r. 

1.  "OARENT  of  good  !  thy  works  of  might 
■*•     I  trace  with  wonder  and  delight ; 

Thy  name  is  all  divine 
There's  nought  in  earth  or  sea  or  air, 
Or  heav'n  itself,  that's  good  or  fair, 
But  what  is  wholly  thine. 

2.  Immensely  high  thy  glories  rise ; 
They  strike  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise. 

And  sacred  pleasure  yield  : 
An  ocean  wide  without  a  bound, 
Where  ev'ry  nnble  wish  is  drown'd, 

And  ev'ry  want  is  fill'd. 

3.  To  thee  my  warm  affections  move, 
In  sweet  astonishment  and  love, 

While  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
I  pant  4or  nought  beneath  the  skies  ; 
To  thee  my  ardent  wishes  rise,    , 

O  my  eternal  All  I 


3AS  DUTIES  OP  PIETY! 

4.  What  shall  I  do  to  spread  thy  praise, 
My  God  1  through  my  remaining  days? 

( )r  how  thy  name  adore  ? 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  breath  ; 
Let  me  be  thine  in  life  and  death* 

And  thine  for  evermore. 

HYMN  316.  l.  m. 

1.  f<  RE  AT  God !  our  joyful  thanks  to  thee 
*-*    Shall,  like  thy  gifts,  continual  be : 

In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
Nor  end  nor  interruption  knows. 

2.  From  thee  our  comforts  all  arise, 

Our  num'rous  wants  thy  hand  supplies  5 
Nor  can  we  ever,  Lord,  be  poor, 
\\  ho  live  on  thy  exhaustless  store. 

3.  Deep.  Lord,  upon  our  thankful  breast 
Let  all  thy  favours  be  impiest; 
That  we  may  never  more  forget 
The  whole  or  any  single  debt. 

4.  May  we  with  grateful  hearts  each  day 
For  all  thy  gifts  our  praises  pay  ; 
And  still  delighted  may  we  be, 

In  all  things  to  give  thanks  to  thee. 

HYMN  317.  l.  m. 

t.  fjOD  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 

V1  My  grateful  pow*rs  shidl  sound  thy  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  op'ning  light, 
And  cheer  the  dark  and  silent  night. 

2.  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  rend  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises  rais'd  on  high 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 


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3.  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  pow'rs  of  language  fail ; 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  si. all  brenkj 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4.  But  O  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chain'd  to  earth  no  more  ; 
With  what  glad  accents  shah  I  rise, 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

B,  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains, 
Wiiich  echo  o'er  the  heav'nly  plains  ; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  growing  seraphs  round  thy  throne! 

HYMN  318,  s.  m. 

1.  ^fY  Father  !  cheering  name  ! 
i'  *  O  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 
Give  me  with  humble  hope  to  claim 

A  portion  so  divine. 

2.  This  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  : 
What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3.  Whate'er  thy  will  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise  : 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

4.  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  j 
Still  let  me  know,  a  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  a  Father's  care. 

3.  If  anguish  rend  this  frame, 
And  life  almost  depart  t 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 


318  DUTIES  OF  PIETY, 

6.  Thy  ways  are  little  known 

To  my  weak  erring  sight ; 
Yet  shall  my  soul,  believing,  own, 
That  ail  thy  ways  are  right. 

7.  My  Father  !  blissful  name ! 

Beyond  expression  dear : 
If  thou  admit  my  humble  claim, 
I  bid  adieu  to  fear. 

HYMN   319*    c.  m. 

1.  |~|  Lord  I  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
"-'And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2%  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3.  No  ;  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
"Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4.  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way  j 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
Short-sighted  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crush'd  before  the  moth  ! 

5,  But  ahlmy  heart  within  me  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud,  that  veils  the  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

HYMN  320.  c.  m. 

/"HEN  present  sufTrings  pain  my  heart. 
Or  future  terrors  rise, 


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And  life  and  hope  almost  depart 
From  these  dejected  eyes  : 

2.  Thy  pow'rful  word  supports  my  hope, 
Sweet  cordial  of  the  mind  ! 
And  bears  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
And  bids  me  wait  resign'd. 

o.  And  oh  i  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  providence  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

4.  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  let  me  live  to  thee. 

5.  Let  the  sweet  hope,  that  I  am  thine, 

My  path  of  life  attend  ;  • 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end  ! 

HYMN  321.  l.  a. 

i.  "IM^HY  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind  ? 
**     Why  heaves  my  heart  the  anxious  sigh.? 
Can  sov'reign  goodness  be  unkind  ? 
Am  I  not  safe,  if  God  be  nigh  ? 

2,  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand : 

That  gracious  hand,  on  which  I  live, 
Does  life,  and  time,  and  death  command. 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3.  Infinite  wisdom  !  boundless  pow'r ! 

Unchanging  faithfulness  and  love  !— - 
Here  let  me  trust,  while  I  adore, 
Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove, 

4*  Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord  ! 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  my  breast  j 


230  DUTIES  OF  PIETY. 

Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word, 
That  thou  art  mine, — and  I  am  blest. 

HYMN  322  i.  m. 

T.  ^^HY  is  my  heart  with  grief  opprest  ? 
'  ™    Can  all  the  pains  I  feel  or  fear 
Make  ihee,  my  soul,  forget  thy  rest, 
Forget  that  God,  thy  God  is  near  ? 

2.  Mortality's  unnumber'd  ills 

Are  all  beneath  his  sov'reign  hand  ; 
Each  pain,  which  this  frail  body  feels, 
Attends,  obedient,  his  command. 

3.  Lord,  form  my  temper  to  thy  will  I 

If  thou  my  faith  and  patience  prove, 
May  ev'ry  painful  stroke  fulfil 
The  purposes  of  faithful  love  1 

4.  O  may  this  weak,  this  fainting  mind 

A  Father's  hand  adoring  see  ; 
Confess  the  just,  and  wise,  and  kind, 
And  trust  thy  word,  and  cleave  to  thee  1 

HYMN  323.  s,  m. 

t.  Tlf  HEN*  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 

™  ™     My  heart  within  me  dies  ; 

Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

To  heav'n  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2.  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head  ; 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings* 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3.  Within  thy  presence,  Lord  ! 

For  ever  I'll  abide  : 
Thou  art  the  tow'r  of  my  defence. 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 


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4.  Thou  givest  mc  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name. 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

HYMN  324.  l.  m. 

15  riOURAGE,  my  soul  i  while  God  is  near/ 
^   What  enemy  hast  thou  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  a  sure  defence^ 
Whose  refuge  is  omnipotence  ? 

2.  Tho'  thickest  dangers  crowd  my  way, 
My  God  can  chase  my  fears  away  : 
My  steadfast  heart  on  him  relies, 
And  all  those  dangers  still  defies. 

3.  Tho'  billows  after  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  my  sinking  soul ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  my  faith  shall  stand, 
Upheld  by  God's  almighty  hand. 

4.  In  life,  his  presence  is  my  aid ; 

In  death,  'twill  guide  me  thro'  the  shade  \ 
Chase  all  my  rising  fears  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 


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PERSONAL  DUTIES 


HYMN  325.    s  m. 

l.TMPOSTURE  shrinks  from  light, 
-■-  And  dreads  the  curious  eye  : 
But  Christian  truths  the  test  invite. 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 
T  2 


222  PERSONAL  DUTIES. 

.2.  A  meek  inquiring  mind, 

Lord,  help  us  to  maintain  ; 
That  growing  knowledge  we  may  fincj, 
And  growing  virtue  gain. 

3.  With  understanding  bless'd, 

Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4.  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need  ; 

With  soundest  knowledge  fill ; 
Prom  noxious  error  guard  our  cree^, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

5.  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 

May  we  with  firmness  own  j 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

HYMN  326.  l.  m. 

1.  A  W  \KE,  my  soul  !  rouse  ev'ry  pow'r  % 
^*-   Thy  Christian  dignity  display  : 

Let  lust  and  passion  reign  no  more  ; 
No  longer  own  their  lawless  sway. 

2.  Thy  temper  meek  and  humble  be, 

Content  and  pleas' d  with  ev'ry  state  ; 
From  dire  revenge  and  envy  free, 
And  wild  ambition  to  be  great. 

3.  Confine  thy  roving  appetites  ; 

From  this  vain  world  withdraw  thine  eyes; 
Fix  them  on  those  divine  delights, 
Which  angels  taste  above  the  skies. 

1.  With  eager  zeal  pursue  the  prize  ; 
Each  fleeting  hour  of  life  improve  : 
This  course  will  speak  thee  truly  wise. 
And  raise  thee  to  the  world  above. 


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HYMN  327*  l.  m. 

1.  f\  Thou,  wMose  scales tne  mountains  weight 

™   Whose  will  the  raging  seas  obey  I 
Thou,  wlio  canst  boist'rous  winds  control! 
Subdue  the  tumults  of  my  soul, 

2.  May  I  with  equal  mind  sustain 
Mv  lot  of  pleasure  and  of  pain  ; 
Miv  joys  and  sorrows  gently  flow, 
Nor  rise  too  high,  nor  sink  too  low. 

3.  Do  thou  my  passions,  Lord,  restrain, 
And  in  my  soul  unrivall'd  reign. 
Then,  with  whatever  loads  oppress'd, 
Center'd  in  thee,  my  soul  shall  rest. 

4.  O  when  shall  my  still  wav'ring  mind 
This  sweetest  self-possession  find  ' 
Fountain  of  joy  !  I  long  to  see 

In  thee  my  peace,  my  heav'n  in  thee! 

HYttN  328.  c.  m. 

1.  f\  'tis  a  lovely  thing  to  see 

\  man  of  prudent  heart, 
Whose  thoughts  and  lips  and  life  agree 
To  act  an  useful  part. 

2.  When  envy,  strife,  and  war  begin 

In  little  angry  souls  ; 
Mark,  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 

3-  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild,  and  meek 
No  furious  passions  rise  ; 
Nor  malice  moves  their  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4.  Their  lives  are  prudence  mix'd  with  love-; 
Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 


22i  PERSONAL  DITTIES. 

They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

5.  Such  was  the  Saviour  of  mankind; 
Such  pleasures  he  pursu'd  ; 
His  manners  gentle  and  renn\i? 
His  soul  divinely  good. 


HYMN   329.  l.  m. 

l.A'TARK  I  when  tempestuous  winds  arise, 
11 A  The  -wild  confusion  and  uproar  ; 
All  ocean  mixing  with  the  skies, 

And  wrecks  are  dash'd  upon  the  shore? 

'2.  Not  less  contusion  racks  the  mind, 
By  its  own  fierce  ideas  tost ; 
Calm  reason  is  to  rage  resign'd, 
And  in  the  whirl  of  passion  lost. 

3.  O  self-tormenting  child  of  pride, 

Anger,  bred  up  in  hate  and  strife  ! 
Ten  thousand  ills,  by  thee  supply'd, 
Mingle  the  cup  of  bitter  life. 

4.  Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  summer's  ev'ning  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day  ! 

3.  No  friendships  broke  their  bosoms  sling, 
No  jars  their  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
Secure  beneath  th'  almighty  wing, 
And.  foes  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

8.  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild  ! 

Inspire  our  hearts,  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless, 


PERSONAL  DUTIES.  -22* 

HYMN  330.   r.   m. 

1.  TF  solid  happiness  we  prize, 

-*-   Within  oar  breasts  this  jewel  lie?  ; 

And  '.hey  are  fools  who  roam. 
The  world  has  little  to  bestow  : 
From  our  own  selves  our  joys  must  flow; 
Our  bliss  begins  at  home. 

2.  We'll  therefore  relish  with  content 
Wnate'er  kind  providence  has  sent, 

Nor  aim  beyond  our  pow'r  : 
And  if  our  store  of  wealth  be  small, 
Witn  tnankful  heart  improve  it  all, 

Nor  waste  the  present  hour. 

3.  To  be  resign'd,  when  ills  betide, 
Patient,  wnen  favours  are  denied, 

And  pleas'd  with  favours  giv'n  : 
This  ;s  the  wise,  the  virtuous  part ; 
This  is  that  incense  of  the  heart, 

Whose  fragrance  reaches  heav'n. 

4.  Thus  thro'  life's  changing  scenes  we'll  go, 
Its  chequer'd  paths  of  joy  and  woe 

With  cautious  steps  we'll  tread  ; 
Quit  its  vain  scenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead : 

5.  Waiie  conscience,  like  a  faithful  friend, 
Snail  thro'  the  gloomy  vale  attend, 

And  cheer  our  dying  breath  ; 
Shall,  when  all  other  comforts  cease, 
LiKe  a  kind  angel,  whisper  peace, 

And  smooth  the  bed  of  death. 

HYMN  331*  c  m. 

*•  \'|"Y  gracious  God,  accept  my  prayVf 
xf  ■*■  If  e'er  thy  loye  divine 


22d  PERSONAL  DUTIES. 

Should  prosper  my  well-meaning  car^| 
And  wealth  should  e'er  be  mine  : 

2.  May  humble  worth  without  a  fear 

Approach  my  open  door  ; 
Nor  may  I  ever  view  a  tear, 
Regardless,  from  the  poor. 

3.  O  bless  me  with  an  honest  mind, 

Above  all  selfish  ends; 
Humanely  warm  to  all  mankind, 
And  cordial  to  my  friends. 

4*  Thee  in  remembrance  may  I  bear, 
To  thee  my  tribute  raise  ; 
Conclude  each  day  with  fervent  pray'r. 
And  wake  each  morn  with  praise. 

9,  Thus  through  my  life  may  I  approve 
The  gratitude  J  owe  ; 
And  share  at  length  thy  bliss  above, 
Whose  laws  I  keep  below  ! 


HYMN  332. 


L.  M. 


l.^lfHEREFORE  should  man,frail  child  of  «lay> 
*  *     Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
.Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day,— - 

O  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2.  His  brightest  visions  just  appear. 

Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found  s 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3.  By  doults  perplex'd,  in  error  lost, 

With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way: 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast  ! 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

4.  Follies  and  crimes,  a  couijtiess  sum, 

Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  ; 


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How  ill,  alas,  does  pride  become 
l  nut  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5.  God  of  my  life  !  Father  divine  ! 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
In  modest  worth  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find, 

HYMN  333.  l.  m. 

i.  t  fcFT  have  T  turn'd  my  eye  within, 
"  And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin  ; 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  most  detesi, 
Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast* 

2.  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes, 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  skies  ; 
And,  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells, 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

3.  Rend,  O  my  God  !  the  veil  away; 
Bring  forfh  the  monster  to  the  day  ; 
Expose  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  x\\  her  restless  pow'r  subdue. 

4.  So  shall  humility  divine 

Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  lov'd  abode. 

HYMN  334*    l.  m. 

i.  npHE  man,  whose  firm  and  equal  mind 
*    To  solrd  glory  is  inclined, 
Determin'd  will  his  path  pursue, 
And  keep  the  godlike  prize  in  view. 

2.  His  calm,  undaunted,  manly  h^east, 
Of  virtue,  honour,  truth  possest, 
Will  stem  the  torrent  of  the  age, 
And  fearless  tread  this  mortal  stage- 


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3.  Amidst  th'  assailing  ills  of  life, 
Pride,  passion,  malice,  envy,  strife, 
He'll  act  his  part  without  disguise, 
Intrepid,  gen'rous,  just,  and  wise. 

<*.  In  conscious  rectitude  secure, 
This  man  unshaken  shali  endure 
Of  human  woes  the  num'rous  train, 
Oppression,  bondage,  sickness,  pain> 

A  And  when,  at  last,.th*  eternal  Pow'r 
Shall  fix  th*  irrevocable  hour, 
That  solemn  hour  which  none  can  fly> 
Since  'tis  decreed  that  all  must  die  : 

6.  Conscious  of  sov'reign  mercy  near, 
Its  voice  shall  banish  ev'ry  fear  ; 
While  faith  and  hope  in  joys  to  come 
Waft  him  to  realms  be)  ond  the  tomb. 

HYMN  335,  l.  m. 

1.  "fk ,|  Y  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be 
-*-*  *    A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  oi  my  highest  love. 

2.  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth 
And  thus  debase  my  heav'nly  birth  ? 
W7hy  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Father,  go  ? 

'3.  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense ; 
Thy  gracious  word  can  draw  me  thence. 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4.  Be  earth,  with  all  her  cares,  withdrawn; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone : 
In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 
My  heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 


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HYMN  336.  l.  m. 

1.  "fl*  ETURN,  my  roving-  heart,  return,    . 

•*-*-  And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2.  Wisdom  and  pleasure  dwell  at  home  ; 

Retir'd  and  silent  seek  them  there  : 
This  is  the  way  to  overcome, 

The  way  to  break  the  tempter's  snare. 

3.  And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinct  surveys  each  deep  recess, 
In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

4.  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heav'nly  wisdom  guide; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  search 'd  and  purified. 

5.  Then  with  the  visits  of  thy  love 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer  ; 
Till  ev'ry  grace  shall  join  to  prove, 

That  God  hath  fix'd  his  dwelling  there. 


SOCIAL  DUTIES. 


HYMN  337. 


L.    M. 


F  high  or  low  our  station  be, 
Of  noble  or  ignoble  name  ; 
By  uncorrupted  honesty, 

Thv  blessing,  Lord,  we'll  humbly  claim* 
U 


230  SOCIAL  DUTIES. 

2.  Enrich'd  with  that,  no  want  we  '11  fear, 

Thy  providence  shall  be  our  trust. 
Thou  wilt  supply  our  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  just ! 

3.  Oh  !  may  we,  with  sincere  delight, 

To  all  the  task  of  duty  pay ; 
Tender  of  ev'ry  social  right, 
Obedient  to  thy  lawful  sway  1 

4.  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget 

In  that  blest  world,  where  virtue  shares 
A  fit  reward  ;  though  not  of  debt. 

But  what  thy  boundless  grace  prepares. 

HYMN  338.  c.  m. 

1.  f*\  OME,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  try  ; 
^  Have  they  been  just  and  right  ? 

Is  the  great  rule  of  equity 
Our  practice  and  delight  ? 

2.  What  we  would  have  our  neighbour  do, 

Have  we  still  done  the  same  ? 
From  others  ne'er  withheld  the  due, 
Which  we  from  others  claim  ? 

3,  Have  we  ne'er  envied  others'  good, 

Nor  envied  others'  praise  ? 
In  no  man's  path  malignant  stood, 
Nor  us'd  detraction's  ways  ? 

4,  Have  we  not,  deaf  to  his  request, 

Turn'd  from  another's  woe  ? 
The  scorn,  whi^ch  wrings  the  sufTrer's  breast? 
Have  we  abhorr'd  to  shew  ? 

&♦  Then  may  we  raise  our  modest  pray'r 
To  God,  the  just  and  kind  , 
May  humbly  cast  on  him  our  care, 
And  hope  his  grace  to  find. 


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6.  Religion's  path  'hey  never  trod, 
Who  equity  contemti ; 
Nor  ever  are  thej  just  to  God, 
Who  prove  unjust  to  men. 

HYMN  339.  l   m. 

1.  f\  Godi  my  Saviour,  and  my  Xing;, 
Of  all  i  have  or  hope  the  spring! 
Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 
And  warm  my  heart  with  holy  love. 

.2.  M  ay  I  from  ev'rv  act  abstain, 
That  srives  another  grief  or  pain  ; 
Still  may  I  feel  my  heart  inclin'd, 
To  be  the  friend  of  all  mankind. 

3.  With  pity  let  my  breast  o'erflow, 
When  I  behold  a  brother's  woe  ; 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part, 
Whene'er  I  meet  a  wounded  heart. 

4.  And  let  my  neighbour's  prosp'rous  state 
A  mutual  joy  in  me  create ; 

His  virtuous  triumph  let  me  join  ; 
His  peace  and  happiness  be  mine. 

5.  Yea,  though  my  neighbour's  hate  I  prove. 
Still  let  me  vanquish  hate  with  love ; 
Slow  to  resent,  though  he  would  grieve, 
But  always  ready  to  forgive. 

6.  Let  love  through  all  my  conduct  shine> 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine  j 
Let  me  thy  humble  follower  prove, 
Father  of  men,  great  God  of  love  1 

HYMN  340.  cm. 

i.  T  ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
-*-*  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare* 


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All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2.  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye. 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste  ; 

She  let's  the  present  inj'ry  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3.  Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue ; 
Hopes  and  believes  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Tho'  she  endures  the  wrong. 

4.  She  ne'er  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb. 

5.  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  seek  her  neighbour's  good. 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  save  us  by  his  blood. 

6.  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  pow'r 

In  all  the  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 


HYMN  341.  l.  m. 

i.  "OLEST  is  the  man,  whose  heart  is  kind 
■*-*   And  melts  with  pity  to  the  poor  ; 
Who.  with  a  sympathizing  mind, 
Feels  what  his  fellowmen  endure. 

2.  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  j 
He  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief 
Shall  find,  the  Lord  hath  pity  too'. 


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&.  This  man  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head  ; 
Though  sword,  or  pestilence,  or  dearth? 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4s  Or,  if  with  mortal  sufferings  try'd, 
Suff'rings  shall  all  his  soul  refine  ; 
Sweet  hope  his  refuge  shall  provide, 
And  minister  a  bliss  divine. 


F 


HYMN  342*    r.  m. 

AT  HER  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind  i 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 

Flows  thy  goodness  unconfin'd. 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men, 
Still  we  trace  thy  wond'rous  love, 
Claiming  large  returns  again. 

3,  Lord,  what  off 'ring  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  I 
Hearts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring, 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  express'd  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  tortur'd  breast  ; 

3.  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Bind  the  wound,  or  feed  the  poor  ; 
Lo\e,  embracing  all  our  kind; 

Charity,  with  lib'ral  store 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heav'nly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind  ; 
Thus  th'  accepted  off'nng  bring, 
Love  to  thee  and  all  mankind-. 
U  2 


234  SOCIAL  DUTIES. 

HYMN  343.  c.  m. 

1.  "O  RIGHT  source  of  everlasting  love  ! 
■*-*   To  thee  our  souls  we  raise ; 

And  to  thy  matchless  bounty  rear 
A  monument  of  praise. 

2.  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  path  of  life  l 

With  ev'ry  cheering  ray  ; 
Kindly  restrains  the  rising  tear, 
Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3.  When,  sunk  in  guilt,  our  race  approach'd 

The  borders  of  despair  ; 
Thy  grace  through  Jesus'  blood  proclaim  *d 
A  free  salvation  near. 

4.  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
Alas  !  the  goodness  worms  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

3.  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 
Our  cheerful  feet  repair  ; 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows. 
Relieve  the  mourners  there 

0.  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy  j 

The  orphan  shall  be  glad  ; 
And  hung'ring  souls  we'll  gladly  point 
To  Christ  the  living  bread. 

7m  Thus,  passing  through  this  vale  of  tears^ 
Our  useful  light  shall  shine  ; 
And  others  learn  to  glorify 
Our  Father's  name  divine. 

HYMN  344.  l.  m. 

1.  f\  what  stupendous  mercy  shines 
"  Around  the  majesty  of  heav'n  ! 


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Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sons, 

Their  souls  renew'd,  their  sins  forgiv'n. 

2.  Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine, 

The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  sun  ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  though  feeble  light*, 
Through  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run* 

0.  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings, 

Swift  let  the  needed  blessings  fly ; 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  sickness  help  apply. 

•i.  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  woe, 
And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay  ; 
Adopt  the  Fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life  his  way. 

5.  Let  age  with  want  and  weakness  bow'd 
Your  mercy  and  compassion  move ; 
Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  bless'd, 
Their  hatred  recompens'd  with  love. 

HYMN  345.  l,  m, 

1.  |~J.REAT  God  \  whilst  I  thy  love  admire, 
"    Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire  : 
Thus  shall  my  heav'nly  birth  be  known,. 
And  as  thy  child  thou  will  me  own. 

2.  Father,  I  see  thy  sun  arise, 

To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 

And  when  from  heav'n  thy  vain  descends^ 

Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

3.  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine  j 
My  mortal  pow'rs  by  grace  refine : 
So  shall  I  feel  another's  woe, 

And  freely  feed  a  hungry  foe. 

4.  I  hope  for  pardon,  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done : 


236  SOCIAL  DUTIES. 

Then  may  the  grace,  that  pardons  me. 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee. 


HYMN  346.  s.  u. 


1.  T|EHOLD,  where,  breathing  love, 
■*      Our  dying  Master  stands  ! 

His  weeping  follow'rs,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

2.  From  that  mild  Saviour's  lips 

What  tender  accents  fell ! 
The  gentle  precept,  which  he  gave. 
Became  its  author  well. 

3.  Blest  is  the  man,  whose  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  rais'd  in  vain  ; 

'1.  Whose  breast  expands  with  warmth, 
A  stranger's  woe  to  feel, 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  pow'r  to  heal., 

5.  To  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  t-low  ; 
He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eye 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

6.  Peace  from  his  Father  God, 

My  peace  to  him  I  give  ; 
And,  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne. 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

y.  To  him  shall  grace  be  shewn  ; 
And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those   who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  ove. 


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HYMN  347.  c.  m, 

i.  T^AUGHTERS  of  pity,  tune  the  lay  ; 
-*-*   To  mourners  joy  belongs  ; 
While  he,  that  wipes  all  tears  away, 
Accepts  our  thankful  songs. 

2.  No  altars  smoke,  no  off'rings  bleecj, 

No  guiltless  lives  expire  ; 
To  help  a  brother  in  his  need, 
Is  all  our  rites  require. 

3.  Our  ofFring  is  a  willing  mind 

To  comfort  the  distrest ; 
In  others*  good  our  own  we  find, 
In  ethers'  blessing  blest. 

4.  Go  to  the  pillow  of  disease, 

Where  night  gives  no  repose, 
And  on  the  cheek,  where  sickness  preys, 
Bid  health  to  plant  a  rose. 

&.  Go  where  the  friendless  stranger  liesj 
To  perish  is  his  doom  : 
Snatch  from  the  grave  his  closing  eyes, 
And  bring  nis  blessing  home. 

6.  Thus,  what  our  heav'nlv  Father  gave^ 
Shall  we  as  freely  give  ; 
Thus  copy  him,  who  liv'd  to  &ave, 
And  died  that  we  might  live. 

HYMN  348.  c  m. 

Charity  or  Sunday  school, 

1.  T|LEST  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 
-**    At  melting  pity's  calh 
And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands 
Like  heav'nly  manna  fall. 


238  SOCIAL  DUTIES. 

2,  Be  ours  the  bliss  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutbr'd  youth 
And  iead  the  mind  that  went  astray 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

3,  Children  our  kind  protection  claim  ; 

And  God  will  Well  approve. 
When  infants  learn  n>  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  Creator  love. 

4.  Delightfi  1  work,  young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace  I 

5.  Almighty  God  '  thy  influence  shed, 

To  aid  this  good  design  : 
The  honou's  of  ti  y  name  be  spread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine- 

HYMN  340.  l.  m. 
Candour  and  toleration. 

1.  A  LL-seeing  God  !  'tis  thine  to  know 

■^  The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow  ; 
To  judge,  from  principles  within, 
When  frailt5-  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2.  Who  among  men,  great  Lord  of  all  J 
Thy  servant  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe, 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  woe  ? 

3.  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Trusting  thy  grace,  we  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  commands  alone. 

4.  If  wrong,  correct;  accept,  if  right; 
While  faithful  we  improve  our  light, 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  all  thy  will. 


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HYMN  350  l.  m. 

1.  A  B SURD  and  vain  attempt !  to  bind 
-*"*    With  iron  chains  the  free-born  mind. 
To  force  conviction,  and  reclaim 

The  wand'ring  by  destructive  flame. 

2.  Bold  arrogance  !   to  snatch  from  heav'n 
Dominion  not  to  mortals  giv'n  ; 

O'er  conscience  to  usurp  the  throne, 
Accountable  to  God  alone. 

3.  Jesus  1  thy  gentle  law  of  love 
Does  no  such  cruelties  approve  ; 
Mild  as  thyself,  thy  doctrine  wields 
No  arms  but  what  persuasion  yields. 

-!.  By  proofs  divine,  and  reason  strong, 
It  draws  the  willing  soul  along  ; 
And  conquests  to  thy  church  acquires 
By  eloquence  which  heav'n  inspires. 

5»  O  happy,  who  are  thus  compell'd 
To  the  rich  feast,  by  Jesus  held  ! 
May  we  this  blessing  know,  and  prize 
The  light  which  liberty  supplies. 


HYMN  35L  s.  m. 

Christian  unity, 

1.  T  ET  party-names  no  more 

-*  *  The  Christian  world  o'erspread 
Gentile  and  jew,  and  bond,  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2.  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  : 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowa'd. 


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3t  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'ii  far  away: 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4.  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

HYMN  352.  s.  m. 

1.  T|LEST  be  the  tie,  that  binds 
■"-*   Our  hearts  in  Christian  love! 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

2.  Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  pray'rs  : 
Our  fears,  out  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3.  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4.  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  : 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5.  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN  353.  e.  u. 
Virtuous  love  of  country. 
i.  "OARENT  of  all,  Omnipotent 
A-    In  heav'n,  and  earth  below  ! 


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Through  all  creation's  vast  extent, 
Whose  streams  of  goodness  flow  : 

2.  Teach  me  to  know,  from  whence  I  rose', 

And  unto  wnat  design'd  ; 
Nor  selfish  aims  may  I  propose, 
Since  link'd  with  human  kind. 

3.  But  chief  to  hear  my  country's  voice 

May  my  best  thoughts  incline : 
'Tis  reason's  law,  'tis  virtue's  choice, 
'Tis  nature's  call,  and  thine. 

'it.  Me  from  fair  freedom's  sacred  cause 
May  nothing  e'er  divide  ; 
Nor  grandeur,  gold,  nor  vain  applause, 
Nor  friendship  false  misguide. 

6.  To  duty,  honour,  virtue  true, 
In  all  my  country's  weal, 
Let  me  my  public  walk  pursue : 
So,  God,  thy  favour  deal ! 


HYMN  354.  l.  m. 

Pious  friendship.. 

1.  TIOW  blest  the  sacred  tie,  that  binds, 
-"--*-  In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one  ! 

2.  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  watchful  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  gen'rous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3.  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

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242  SOCIAL  DUTIES. 

4.  Together  both  they  seek  the  place, 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face ; 
How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell, 
There's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

3.  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 

'Midst  nature's  drooping  sick'ning  fire  : 
Soon  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heav'n  of  joy,  because  of  love. 


HYMN  355.  l.  m. 

Family  duties. 

1.  T^ATHER  of  men  !  thy  care  we  bless, 

■■     Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace, 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been  and  are  still  sustain'd. 

2.  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd : 

Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
WTith  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3.  To  thee  let  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4.  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name ; 
While,  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

HYMN  356.  e.  m. 

:! .  |~\F  justice  and  of  truth  I  sing, 
"  And  pay  to  God  my  vows  : 
With  truth  and  justice,  heav'nly  King  ! 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 


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3.  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God  !  be  near, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise 

And  let  me  suffer  nothing  there, 

That  shall  offend  thy  eyes, 

3.  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 
Or  dares  oppress  the  poor, 
The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue, 
Be  distant  from  my  door. 

*.  Still  may  I  seek  the  good  and  just, 
And  still  their  help  enjoy  ; 
Such  be  the  friends  that  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I  employ. 

5.  While  sin  in  others  I  reprove, 

Be  ev'ry  virtue  mine  ; 
And  let  the  wisdom  from  above 
Through  all  my  conduct  shine. 

6.  Who  shall  the  most  in  love  abound, 

Our  sole  contention  be : 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  dear  to  thee  I 


HYMN  357.  s.  u. 

i.T  O,  what  a  pleasing  sight 
-"  Are  brethren  that  agree  ! 
How  blest  are  all,  whose  hearts  unite 
In  bonds  of  piety  ! 

2.  From  those  celestial  springs, 
Such  streams  of  comfort  flow, 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honours  can  bestow* 


All  in  their  stations  move, 
And  each  performs  his  part, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love,. 
With  sympathizing  heart. 


m*  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

4.  Form'd  for  the  purest  joys, 
By  one  desire  possest, 
One  aim  the  zeal  of  all  employs, 
To  make  each  other  blest. 

0.  No  bliss  can  equal  theirs, 

Where  such  affections  meet ; 
While  praise  devout,  and  mingled  pray'rs 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

6.  'Tis  the  same  pleasure  fills 
The  breast  in  worlds  above  ; 
Where  joy  like  morning-dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


HYMN  358.  t.  m. 

1.  XJO W  did  my  heart  rejoice,  to  hear 
"*•■*■  My  friends  devoutly  say  : 

u  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 

2.  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  : 

The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3.  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest  \ 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  24* 

4.  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains. 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell; 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

HYMN  359*  s.   m. 

1.  T  love  thy  Zion,  Lord  ! 

-*-  The  house  of  thine  abode  ; 
The  church,  O  blest  Redeemer  1  savM 
With  thy  own  precious  blood. 

2.  I  love  thy  church,  O  God  ! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3.  If  e'ev  to  bless  thy  sons 

My  voice  or  hands  deny  : 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  yoice  in  silence  die. 

4.  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare  or  her  woe  : 
Let  ev'ry  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  ev'ry  grief  o'erflow. 

5.  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  pray'rs  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  giv*n, 
'Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6.  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heav'nly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise.  ' 

HYMN  360.  c.  m. 

i.   A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King, 
■**-  Your  sweetest  passions  raise  ; 
X  2 


2m  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

Your  pious  pleasures,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise* 

3.  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne^ 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 

$.  O  Zion,  trust  the  living  God  ; 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  : 
He  makes  thy  courts  his  blest  abode, 
And  claims  thine  honours  here. 

.HYMN  361.  l.   m. 

1.  /^lOME*  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
^  A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise. 
God  is  a  sov'reign  King  :  rehearse 
His  honours  in  exalted  verse. 

2.  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word. 
He  is  the  Shepherd  ;  we  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3.  Seize  the  kind. promise,  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates. 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest ;. 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 


HYMN  362. 


L.  M. 


i.  TTAPPY  the  men,  whom  strength  divine 
-*-*   With  ardent  love  and  zeal  inspires  ! 
Whose  steps  to  thy  blest  way  incline, 
With  willing  hearts  and  warm  desires. 

2.  One  day  within  thy  sacred  gate 
Affords  more  real  joy  to  me, 
Than  thousands  in  the  tents  of  state ; 
The  meanest  place  is  bliss  with  thee* 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  2*7 

S.  God  is  a  sun :  our  brightest  day 

From  his  reviving  presence  flows. 
God  is  a  shield,  through  all  the  way, 
To  guard  us  from  surrounding  foes. 

4.  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thou  God  of  grace  ! 
How  blest,  divinely  blest  is  he, 
Who  trusts  thy  love,  and  seeks  thy  face", 
And  fixes  all  his  hopes  on  thee ! 


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HYMN  363,  p.  m. 

ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair, 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  I 
To  thiue  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 

2.  O  happy  souls  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear  I 
O  happy  men  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there ! 
They  praise  thee  still ; 
And  happy  they, 
Who  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 

3.  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears  'y 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heav*n  appears: 
O  glorious  seat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  I 


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HYMN  364.  p.  m. 

1.  fi  RE  AT  Father  of  mankind  ! 

"  We  bless  that  wondrous  grace* 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 
Within  thy  courts  a  place. 
How  kind  the  care 
Our  God  displays, 
For  us  to  raise 
A  house  of  pray'r  ! 

2.  To  thee  ourselves  we  join, 

And  love  thy  sacred  name  ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim. 
Our  Father-king* 
Thy  cov'nant-grace 
Our  souls  embrace, 
Thy  titles  sing. 

St  May  all  the  nations  throng 
To  worship  in  thy  house  ; 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  smile  upon  their  vows, 
Indulgent  still, 
Till  earth  conspire 
To  join  the  choir 
On  Zion's  hill. 

HYMN  365.  c.  m. 

l.rpHE  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
-*    His  ark  was  settled  there  ; 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

2.  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  for  God, 


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S.  Here,  mighty  God  1  accept  our  vows  ; 
Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread. 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

4.  Here  let  the  son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 


HYMN  366.  l.  m. 

1.  T  ORD  !  'tis  a  pleasant  tning,  to  stand 
-■^  In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand.* 
Let  me  within  tny  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar,  fresh  and  green. 

2.  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  : 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3.  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive  ; 
Time,  tnat  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Shall  make  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  true. 
None,  that  attend  his  courts  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

HYMN  367.  c.  m. 

*•  INHERE  WITH  shall  I  approach  the  Lord, 

"  *     And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 
Oh  !  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
And  for  .ny  guilt  atone  ; 

2.  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed1. 
And  spicy  fumes  ascend  ? 


250  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

Will  these  my  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  my  God  my  friend  ? 

S.  O  no,  my  soul  I   'twere  fruitless  all ; 
Such  offerings  are  vain  : 
No  fatlings  from  the  field  or  stall 
His  favour  can  obtain. 

4-.  To  men  their  rights  I  must  allow, 
And  proofs  of  kindness  give  ; 
To  God  with  humble  rev'rence  bow, 
And  to  his  glory  live. 

5*  Hands  that  are  clean*  and  hearts  sincere, 

He  never  will  despise  ; 
I   And  cheerful  duty  he'll  prefer 

To  costly  sacrifice. 


HYMN  368.    s.  y. 

I.  %fcfITH  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

*  *     To  those  bright  realms  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

3.  Thee  we  adore,  O  Lord  I 
And  filial  duty  pay. 
Thy  service,  unconstrain'd  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 

3.  While  in  thy  house  we  kneel 

With  trust  and  holy  fear  ; 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

4.  O  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ! 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 


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1.  A  WAY  from  ev'ry  mortal  care, 

-^*-  Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat  ; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  worbhip  near  thy  seat. 

2.  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 

We  bow  before  thee  and  adore  ; 
We  view  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  pow'r. 

3.  Whilst  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 

United  pray'rs  ascend  on  high  ; 
And  faith  expects  a  sure  return 
Of  blessings  in  variety. 

4.  Father  !  my  soul  would  here  abide ; 

Or,  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  me,  Father,  near  thy  side, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

HYMN  370.    c.  m. 

i.  "E<  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
-"   I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2.  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3.  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r 

Through  all  ihy  temple  shine  : 
.  My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4.  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 


252  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

As  when'thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5.  Not  life  itself,  with  all  her  joys, 
Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

HYMN  371.   p.  m. 

l.TJRAISE  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 
-*-  Bounteous  source  of  all  our  joy  ! 
He  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature, 

He  whose  nod  can  all  destroy. 
Saints,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise  ; 
Solemn  songs  to  heav'n  ascending, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

2.  Round  his  awful  footstool  kneeling, 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls; 
Here,  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

Here  his  wrath  no  thunder  rolls. 
Lo  the  sacred  page  before  us 

Bears  the  cov'nant  of  his  love  ; 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 

Mercy  beaming  from  above. 

3.  Ev'ry  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 
Seize,  O  seize  the  proffer'd  blessing, 

Grace  from  God  and  peace  within. 
Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

HYMN  372.  l.  m. 

The  Lord's  day. 
1.   k  NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
•**-  Another  sabbath  is  begun  : 


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Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  blest. 

2.  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assign? 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  j 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heav'n, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  sev'n. 

3.  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies  ; 

And  draw  from  heav'n  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none,  but  he  who  feels  it,  knows. 

4.  With  joy,  great  God  !  thy  works  we  view 
In  various  scenes  both  old  and  new ; 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

a.  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away- 
How  sweet  a  sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

HYMN  373.    l.  m. 

i.  T  ORD  of  the  sabbath  !  hear  our  vows 
"  On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 
The  songs  which  from  thy  churches  rise. 

2.  Thine  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord  !  we  love  ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above. 

Thy  servants  to  that  rest  aspire 
With  ardent  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3.  There  languor  shall  no  more  oppress ; 
The  heart  shall  feel  no  more  distress ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
That  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues. 

4.  No  gloomy  cares  shall  there  annoy, 
No  conscious  guilt  disturb  our  joy  ; 


254  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

But  ev'ry  doubt  and  fear  shall  cease, 
And  perfect  love  give  perfect  peace, 

5.  When  shall  that  glorious  day  begin, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  or  sin  ; 
Whose  sun  shall  never  more  decline, 
But  with  unfading  lustre  shine  I 

HYMN  374.  c.  m. 

1.  "pREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns, 
-*-     To  shed  its  quick'ning  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  I 

How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

2.  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love ; 

Our  frailties,  Lord  !  forgive. 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3.  Increase,  O  Lord  !  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  sabbatn  ne'er  shall  end  ; 

4.  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heav'nly  air, 

With  heav'nly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

HYMN  375.  t  m. 

1.  Q  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  ! 
^   To  praise  thy  name  give  thanks  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2,  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest : 
No  mortal  care  shall  fill  my  breast; 
My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word. 


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3.  And  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 
When  doubts  and  fears  no  more  remain, 
To  break  my  inward  peace  again. 

4.  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  sweet  employ 
In  the  eternal  world  of  joy. 

HYMN  376.  c.  m. 

1.  rpHlS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 

■*■    He  calls  the  hours  his  own. 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2.  To-day  arose  our  glorious  head, 

And  death's  dread  empire  fell, 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  its  wonders  tell. 

3.  Hosannah  !  the  anointed  King 

Ascends  his  destin'd  throne  : 
To  God  your  grateful  homage  bring, 
And  his  Messiah  own. 

4-.  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  came  to  men 
With  messages  of  grace; 
Who  came  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

3,  Hosannah  in  the  highest  strains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ! 
The  highest  heav'ns,  in  which  he  rejgn^ 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

HYMN  377.  s.  m. 

i.   A  GAIN  the  Lord  of  light     ^ 
-**-  Awakes  the  kindling  ray  : 


256  PUBLIC  WORSHIP, 

Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2.  O  what  a  night  was  that 

Which  wrapt  mankind  in  gloom  ! 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3.  This  day  be  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannahs  sung ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  ev'ry  hearr, 
And  praise  on  ev'ry  tongue. 

4.  Ten  thousand  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 


HYMN  378.  e.  m. 

1.  TTAIL  happy  morn !  whose  early  ray 
-"   Beheld  the  Saviour  rise. 
Welcome  again,  auspicious  day  I 

To  our  reviving  eyes. 

2.  On  this  blest  morn,  birth-day  of  hope  I 

Let  not  one  soul  be  sad. 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
And  bids  his  saints  be  glad. 

3.  Come,  and  the  wonders  of  the  day 

In  notes  harmonious  sing  ; 
Tell  to  the  world  the  conquests  gain'd 
By  your  victorious  King. 

4.  O  happy  souls,  that  feel  the  pow'r 

Of  his  attractive  love  .' 
With  him  they  die,  with  him  they  live., 
And  seek  the  things  above. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  25! 

HYMN  379.  p.  m. 

Close  of  the  service* 

1.  T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 
"  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  I 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 
O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness*, 

2,  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  thy  gospers  joyful  sound. 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  \ 
May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found  T 

HYMN  380.  p.  m. 

i.HPHANKS  for  mercies  past  receive  ;. 
*-    Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

2.  Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  j 

Grant  us,  Lord  !  thy  peace  and  love  ; 
And  when  life's  short  course  is  run, 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 

HYMN  381.  l.  m. 

The  Christian  farewell. 

i. HpHY  presence,  everlasting  God! 

-*    Wide  through  all  nature  spreads  abroad  i 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  never  sleep, 
In  ev'ry  place  thy  children  keep. 

2,  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 

Thou  dost  our  lives  and  pow'rs  sustain  ; 
Y2 


25$  BAPTISM. 

When  sep'rate,  we  rejoice  to  share 
Thy  counsels  and  thy  gracious  care. 

3.  To  thee  we  now  commit  our  ways, 
And  still  implore  thy  heav'nly  grace. 
Still  cause  thy  face  on  us  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 

'h  Give  us,  in  thy  beloved  house, 
Again  to  pay  our  grateful  vows  ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 


XXIII* 

BAPTISM. 


HYMN    382.  c.  m. 

Of  Adults. 

&"  "DROCLAIM,"   said   Christ,  «  God's  won*- 
-■*■  drous  grace 

To  all  the  sons  of  men  : 
He  who  believes  and  is  baptis'd, 
Salvation  shall  obtain." 

2.  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those. 

Who,  hoping  in  his  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  deelar'd, 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3.  With  cheerful  feetjnay  they  go  on? 

And  run  the  Christian  race  ; 
And,  in  the  troubles  of  the  wa}> 
Find  all-sumcient  grace. 


BAPTISM.  559 

4.  And  when  the  awful  message  comes, 
To  call  their  souls  away  ; 
May  they  be  found  prepar'd  to  live 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  383.  s.  m. 

Baptism  of  children. 

1.  T  ORD  I  what  our  ears  have  heard, 
■"  Our  eyes  delighted  trace, 

Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  ev'ry  virtuous  race. 

2.  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 

And  mark  them  out  for  thine  : 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name 
For  goodness  so  divine'! 

3.  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 

And  bless  the  happy  bands, 
Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honour  thy  commands. 

4.  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 

How  plenteous  is  thy  grace, 
Which  in  the  promise  of  thy  love 
Includes  our  rising  race  1 

3.  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  fathers'  God, 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share. 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad, 

HYMN  384.  c.  m. 

1.  ^EE  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand, 
^    With  all-engaging  charms  ! 
Hark  !  how  he  calls  the  tender  Jambs; 
And  takes  them  in  his  arms  ! 


260  BAPTISM. 

2.  "  Permit  them  to  approach,  (he  cries) 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
It  was  to  save  such  souls  as  these, 
With  pow'r  and  love  I  came." 

3.  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  grateful  hearts^ 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Rejoic'd  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be  I 

4.  Thus  Lydia's  house  was  sanctified, 

When  she  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
His  family  to  the  Lord. 

5.  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear  ; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face  ; 
And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 
The  gospel  of  his  grace. 

6.  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  care,  O  God  1  we  trust ; 
And  let  thy  promise  cheer  our  hearts-, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

HYMN  385.  c.  m. 

Practical  improvement  of bafitism-% 

1.  ATTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God, 
«**■   Ye  heirs  of  glory,  hear  ; 

Let  accents  so  divine  as  these 
Engage  th'  attentive  ear : — 

2.  Baptis'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  souls  to  sin  must  die ; 
With  Christ  your  Lord  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3.  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
In  heav'n  your  choicest  treasure  lies$ 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  2&t 

xxrv. 

THE  LORDS  SUPPER. 


HYMN  386.  c  m. 

to  God 


1.  riOME,  let  us  join  our  souls 
V^   In  everlasting  bands  ; 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

2*  Come,  let  us  seal,  without  delay, 
The  cov'nant  of  his  grace  j 
Nor  shall  the  years  of  distant  life 
Its  memory  efface. 

3.  Thus  may  our  rising  offspring  haste 
To  seek  their  fathers'  God  ; 
Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 
Their  youthful  feet  have  trod. 


HYMN  387.  %.  m. 

VipW.AS  on  that  dreadful,  doleful  night, 

-*     When  the  whole  pow'r  of  darkness  rose 
Against  the  Son  of  i*od's  delight, 

And  friends  bet  ray 'd  him  to  his  foes; 

Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 
He  took  the  bread,  and  hless'd,  and  brake  : 

What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 

W  fiat  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  \ 

"  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin ; 

4-  Receive  and  eat  the  livm'g  food. 
Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine : 

(i  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  m  my  blood." 


262  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

4,  "  Do  this  (he  cried)  till  time  shall  end, 
"  In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  friend  : 
"  Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

"  The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

HYMN  388.  l.  m. 

1."  Tj*  AT,  drink,  in  mem'ry  of  your  friend  !" 
-*-*    Such  was  our  Master's  last  request ; 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endur'd, 
That  we  might  live  for  ever  blest. 

2%  Yes,  we'll  record  thy  matchless  grace, 
Thou  dearest,  teno'rest,  best  of  friends  I 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 
Of  long  eternity  transcends* 

3.  'Tis  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give, 

Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see. 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields  ; 

And  happy  they,  who  sit  with  thee- 

4.  But  oh  !  what  vast  transporting  joys 

5ha"  fill  our  oreasts,  our  tongues  inspire, 
When,  join'd  with  the  celestial  train, 
Our  grateful  souls  thy  love  admire  I 

HYMN  389.  l.  m. 

1.  HpHlS  feast  was  Jesus*  high  behest, 

■»■    This  cup  of  thanks  his  last  requests 
Ye,  who  can  feel  his  worth,  attend : 
Eat;  drink,  in  mem'ry  of  your  friend. 

2.  Around  the  patriot's  bust  ye  throng ; 
Him  ye  exalt  in  swelling  song ; 

For  him  the  wreath  of  glory  bind, 
Who  freed  from  vassalage  his  kind. 

3.  And  shall  not  he  your  praises  reap, 
Who  rescues  from  the  iron  sleep  * 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  263 

The  great  Deliverer,  whose  breath 
Unbinds  the  captives  ev'n  of  death  ? 

4.  Shall  he,  who,  sinful  men  to  save, 
Became  a  tenant  of  the  grave, 
Unthank'd,  uncelebrated,  rise, 
Pass  unremember'd  to  the  skies  ? 

5.  Christians  I  unite  with  loud  acclaim, 
To  hymn  the  Saviour's  welcome  name. 
On  earth  extol  his  wondrous  love ; 
Repeat  his  praise  in  worlds  above.     , 

HYMN  390,  s.  u. 

1.  TESUS  invites  his  saints 
**    To  meet  around  his  board  : 
Here  those  he  died  to  save  may  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  Our  heav'nly  Father  calls 

Christ  and  his  members  one  : 
We  are  the  children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  first-born  Son. 

3.  We  are  but  sev'ral  parts 

Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 
One  body  with  its  sev'ral  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

4.  Let  all  our  pow'rs  be  join'd, 

His  glorious  name  to  raise  : 

Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind,. 

And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise  ! 

HYMN  391  *o .  m. 

1.  VE  foll'wers  of  the  Prince  of  peace, 
*     Who  round  his  4ahle  draw  ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 


264        THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

2.  The  lo\e,  which  all  his  bosom  fill'd, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  : 
Inspir'd  by  love,  he  liv'd  and  taught; 
Inspir'd  by  love,  he  died. 

3.  And  do  you  love  him  ?  do  you  feel 

Your  warm  affections  move  ? 
This  is  the  proof  whxh  he  demands, 
That  you  each  other  love. 

4.  Let  each  the  sacied  law  fulfil; 

Like  his  be  ev'ry  mir.d  ; 
Be  ev'ry  temper  form'd  by  love, 
And  ev'ry  action  kind. 

5.  Let  none,  who  call  themselves  his  friends, 

Disgrace  the  honour'd  name; 
But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 
The  title  which  they  claim. 

HYMN  392.  l.  m. 

1.  TESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

®*    Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2.  He  knows ,  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3.  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

4.  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

"lis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place  ; 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER.  365 

HYMN  393,  l.  m. 

d.  T-TOW  ricn  are  tnY  provisions,  Lord, 
•**    Thy  table  furnish 'd  fiom  above  * 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erspread  the  board  ; 
The  cup  overflows  with  heav'nly  love. 

2.  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 

Were  first  invited  to  the  feast : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refuse, 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 

3.  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  its  shame. 

And  fling  their  scandals  on  thy  cause : 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4.  Writh  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age  : 

He,  that  was  dead,  hath  left  the  tomb. 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

HYMN  394.  l.  m. 

4.  "Tf  rE  praise  the  Lord  for  heav'nly  bread, 
"  *     With  which  his  favour'd  sons  are  fed ; 
We  praise  thee  for  that  heav'nly  feast, 
Which  Jesus  with  delight  could  taste. 

3.  He,  while  he  sojourn'd  here  below, 

Had  meat  which  strangers  could  not  know. 
That  meat  he  to  his  people  gives  ; 
And  he,  that  tastes  the  banquet,  lives. 

3.  So  let  us  live,  sustain'd  by  grace, 
Regal'd  with  fruits  of  righteousness. 
Enter  our  hearts,  all-gracious  Lord ! 
Ajid  sup  with  us,  and  deck  thy  board. 

4.  Devotion,  faith,  and  zealous  love* 
And  hope  that  bears  the  soul  above  : 


566  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

Be  these  our  dainties,  till  we  rise, 
And  taste  the  joys  of  paradise. 

HYMN  395.  l.  m, 

1.  TLM Y  God  !  and  is  thy  table  spread  ? 
■*-*•*-  And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow  ? 
Thither  be  all  thy  children  led, 

And  let  them  all  its  sweetness  know. 

2.  O  let  thy  table  honour'd  be, 

And  furnish'd  well  with  joyful  guests ; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

3.  Let  crowds  approach,  with  hearts  prepar'd; 

With  warm  desire  let  all  attend  ; 
Nor,  when  we  leave  our  Father's  board, 
The  pleasure  or  the  profit  end. 

4.  Revive  thy  dying  churches,  Lord  ! 

And  bid  our  drooping  graces  live  ; 
And  more  that  energy  afford, 

A  Saviour's  death  alone  can  give. 

0.  Nor  let  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest 
Who  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun  ! 

HYMN  396.  c.  m, 

1.  "HPHE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

-*-    "  Shall  stand  for  ever  good :" 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 

2.  To  this  dear  eov'nant  of  thy  word 
I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord* 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 


MORNING.  267 

3.  The  light,  and  strength,  and  pard'ning  grace, 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine  ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

4.  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 

Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will, 
And  to  his  testament  of  love 
Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

HYMN  397.  cm. 

l.TpiTY  the  nations,  O  our  God  ! 

-*-    Constrain  the  earth  to  come. 

Send  thy  victorious  wor    abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

2.  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  thy  faithful  race 
May,  with  one  voice  and  heart  and  soiil, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

XXV. 
PARTICULAR  OCCASIONS  AND 
CIRCUMSTANCES, 


l.  MORNING. 

HYMN  398.  l.  m. 

1.  \jffY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  I 
1TJ.  j<hy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  descend  like  early  dew. 


268  MORNING. 

2.  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ! 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 

3»  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days* 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  hymns  of  praise. 

HYMN  399.  c  m. 

d.  TT OSANNAH  with  a  cheerful  sound 
-"   To  God's  upholding  hand  ! 
Ten  thousand  snares  our  path  surround, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2*  How  wondrous  is  that  mighty  pow'r> 
Which  form'd  us  with  a  word  I 
And  ev'ry  day,  and  ev'ry  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3.  The  ev'ning  rests  our  weary  heacj, 

And  mercy  guards  the  room. 
We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4.  The  rising  morn  cannot  assure, 

That  we  shall  end  the  day  ; 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door, 
To  take  our  lives  away. 

5.  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 

Our  joy  and  safety  brings. 
Our  feeble  frame  lies  safe  at  night 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

HYMN  400.  c.  m. 

1.  T  ORD  of  my  life  !  O  may  thy  praise 
-*-^  Employ  my  noblest  pow'rs, 


MORNING.  269 

Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days', 
And  fills  the  circling  hours  ! 

2.  Preserv'd  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  pass  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene  and  safe  from  ev'ry  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3.  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighsy 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  clos'd  my  eyes 
And  undisturb'd  repose. 

4.  When  sleep,  death's  semblance,  o'er  me  spread,,. 

And  I  unconscious  lay  ; 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 

5.  O  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend; 
From  ev'ry  trespass,  ev'ry  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

Q.  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 

And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 

HYMN  401  ♦    l.m. 

l.TN  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
""■    I  safely  pass'd  the  silent  night : 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2.  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour  ; 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be : 
My  conscious  soul  lesumes  her  pow'r, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God  !  to  thee, 

3.  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze, 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doom'd  to  tread  ; 
Z  2 


270  MORNING. 

And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaz£, 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4.  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend  ; 

A  deeper  sleep  my  eyes  oppress  : 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

£.  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away ; 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  my  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day  ; 

Thy  love,  the  raptures  of  the  skies.  ■ 

HYMN  402.  l.  m. 

i.   A  WAKE,  my  soul !  and  with  the  sun 
■**-  Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2,  By  influ'nce  of  the  light  divine, 
Let  thy  own  light  to  others  shine  ;. 
Reflect  all  heav'n's  propitious  rays> 
In  ardent  love  and  cheerful  praise. 

a.  Lord  !  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  : 
Disperse  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will. 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

*.  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design  to  do  or  say  ; 
That  all  my  pow'rs,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

5.  All  praise  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept,- 
And  hast  refresh'd  me,  while  I  slept  ! 
Grant,  Lord,  when  1  from  death  shall  wake? 
I  may  of  endless  light  partake, 

HYMN  40.J>  o.  m. 

t%  HTO  thee  let  my  first  offerings  rise,,    . 
-*•   Whose  sun,  creates  my  day  ; 


EVENING.  gfe 

"Swift  as  his  gladd'ning  infiu'nce  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2.  This  day  thy  fav'ring  hand  be  nigh, 

So- oft  vouchsafed  before  ! 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
And  I  that  hand  adore. 

3.  If  bliss  thy  Providence  impart, 

For  which,  resign'd  I  pray : 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart, 
That,  without  guilt,  is  gay. 

4.  Affliction  shoulds't  thou  please  to  send1, 

As  sin's  or  folly's  cure  : 
Patient,  to  gain  that  blessed  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5.  Be  this  and  ev'ry  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 
That,  from  the  whole  of  life's  survey, 
I  may  find  peace  at  last. 


2.  EVENING. 

HYMN  404.  l.  m. 

1.  A  LL  praise  to  thee,  my  God !  this  night, 
**■   For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light. 
Keep  me-,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings  ! 
Beneath  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2.  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  have  ever  done ; 

That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3.  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 

To  die,  that  this  frail  bod/  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 


272  EVENING. 

HYMN  405.  l.  m. 

1.  HPHUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 
~*     Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days; 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2*  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste* 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  i 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

And  strength  supplies  for  days  to  comev 

3. 1  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  of  my  head  : 
His  ever-watchful  eye  will  keep 
Its  constant  guard  around  my  bed. 

4,  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear : 
O  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart  t 
And  in  the  morning  may  I  bear 
Thy  loving  kindness  on  my  heart ! 


HYMN  406.  c.  m. 


l.TNE 
J    O 


'er  all  thy  works  is  shown  : 
O  let  my  grateful  praise  and  pray'r 
Ascend  before  thy  throne. 

2¥  What  mercies  has  this  day  bestow'd  ! 
How  richly  hast  thou  blessM  i 
My  cup  with  plenty  overflow 'd, 
With  cheerfulness  my  breast. 

3.  Now  may  sweet  slumbers  close  my  eyes? 
From  pain  and  sickness  free  ; 
And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise. 
To  meditate  on  thee. 

1.  So  bless  each  future  day  and  night, 
Till  life's  fond  scene  is  o'erj 


EVENING.  273 

And  then  to  realms  of  endless  light 
O  let  my  spirit  soar  ! 

HYMN  407.  c.  m. 

1.  T  ORD  !  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
-"  I  am  for  ever  thine  : 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

3.  And,  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  business  free  ; 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed- 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3. 1  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice  ; 
And,  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone, 

HYMN  408.   p.  v. 

1.  TNTERVAL  of  grateful  shade, 
-*-   Welcome  to  my  weary  head  1 
Welcome,  slumber,  to  my  eyes, 
Tir'd  with  glaring  vanilies. 

2.  My  great  Master  still  allows 
Needful  periods  of  repose  : 
By  ray  heav'nly  Father  blest, 
Tims,  I  give  my  pow'rs  to  rest. 

3.  Heav'nly  Father !  gracious  name  I 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same  ! 
Far  be  each  suspicious  thought, 
Ev'ry  anxious  care  forgot  ! 

4.  Thou*  my  ever-bounteous  CJod  ! 
Crown 'st  my  days  with  various  good. 
Thy  kind  eye.  which  cannot  sleep, 
JMy  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 


274  NEW-YEAR. 

5.  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  ? 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm, 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm, 

f.  With  thy  heav'nly  presence  blest, 
Death  is  Life,  and  labour  rest. 
Welcome  sleep  or  death  to  me, 
Still  secure,  for  still  with  thee  ! 


3.  NEW-YEAR. 
HYMN   409.  l.  m. 

1.  f^REAT  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,. 
"  '  By  which  supported,  still  we  stand. 

The  op'ning  year  thy  mercy  shows': 
Let  mercy,  erown  it,  till  it  close. 

2.  By  day,  at  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3.  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian-care  commit, 
And,  peaceful*  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4.  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest  ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5.  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues  ; 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  coast. 


NEW-YEAR.  275 

HYMN  410,  l.  m. 

1,  r^  OD  of  our  lives  I  thy  constant  care 

"  With  blessings  crowns  each  op'ning  year. 
These  lives,  so  frail,  dost  thou  prolong, 
And  wake  anew  our  annual  song. 

2.  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since,  from  this  day,  the  changing  sun 
Through  his  last  yearly  course  has  run  ! 

0.  We  yet  survive  :  but  who  can  say* 

Or  through  the  year,  or  month,  or  day, 

I  shall  retain  my  vital  breath, 

Thus  far  at  least  in  league  with  death  ? 

4.  That  breath  is  thine,  eternal  God  ! 
'Tis  thine  to  fix  the  soul's  abode. 
We  hold  our  lives  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  wo  del  unknown. 

5.  To  thee  we  all  our  po  ■•■'rs  resign  ; 
Make  us  and  own  us  still  as  thine  : 
Then  shall  we  smile,  secure  from  fear, 
Though  death  should  blast  the  rising  year. 

6.  Thy  children,  eager  to  be  gone, 
Bid  Ume's  impetuous  tide  roll  on, 
And  land  them  on  that  blooming  shore 
Where  years  and  death  are  known  no  more. 

HYMN  41  h    c.  m. 

1.  "13  EM  ARK,  my  soul !  the  narrow  bounds 
-*-*J  Of  the  revolving  year. 

How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds  J 
How  short  the  months  appear  ! 

2.  So  fast  etcrnilv  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 


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When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey.  > 

3.  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  ot  its  career. 

4.  Waken,  O  God  !  my  trifling  heart, 

Its  gieat  concern  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5.  Thus  shall  their  course  more  grateful  run, 

If  future  years  aiise  ; 
Anc  lxar  me,  swift  as  time  can  move, 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 


4.PUBLIC  AND  NATIONAL  BLESSINGS 
AND  AFFLICTIONS. 

HYMN  412.  L.  ii. 

Thanksgiving. 

i.  TJRAISE,  happy  land  I  Jehovah's  name  ; 
■*      His  goodness,  and  thy  bliss  proclaim. 
For  thee  each  blessing  largely  flows, 
That  freedom's  lib'ral  hand  bestows. 

2.  Thy  children  are  secure  and  blest ; 
Thy  shores  have  peace,  thy  cities  rest ; 
He  feeds  thy  sons,  with  finest  wheat, 
Ane  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat. 

3.  Thy  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
Thine  early  and  thy  latter  rains  ; 
His  flakes  of  snow  like  wool  he  sends, 
And  well  the  springing  corn  defends. 


AND  AFFLICTIONS.  277 

4.  But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways, 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praise  : 
To  all  our  land  his  laws  are  shown  ; 
His  gospel's  through  the  nation  known. 

HYMN  413.  p.  m. 

4.TTOW  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King ! 
■"■  From  thee  our  varied  comforts  spring  : 

Th'  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  blessings  liberty  bestows, 
Th'  eternal  joys  the  gospel  shows. — 

All  from  thy  boundless  goodness  rise. 

2.  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store, 
That  pours  from  ev'ry  foreign  shore  ; 

Science  and  art  their  charms  display  : 
Religion  teaches  us  to  raise 
Our  voices  to  our  Maker's  praise, 

As  truth  and  conscience  point  the  way. 

2.  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 

His  pow'r  and  mercy  we  proclaim  : 
This  land  through  ev'ry  age  shall  own, 
Jehovah  here  has  fix'd  his  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

4.  Long  as  the  moon  iier  course  shall  run, 
Or  man  behold  the  circling  sun, 

O  still  may  God  amidst  us  reign : 
Crown  oui  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless, 

And  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain. 

HYMN  414.  c.  m. 

National  security  from  God. 

1.  TN  vain  opposing  nations  rage, 
■*-  If  God  with  us  abide  : 
A  A 


378  PUBLIC  BLESSINGS 

One  word  of  his  dissolves  their  strength, 
And  humbles  all  their  pride. 

2.  His  wisdom  sees  correction  meet ; 
He  gives  the  dread  command, 
And  war  its  desolation  spreads 
Through  ev'ry  trembling  land. 

3»  His  purpose  wrought,  again  he  speaks, 
And  desolations  cease  ; 
War's  loud  alarms  are  heard  no  more, 
And  all  the  world  is  peace. 

4.  Mortals,  adore  his  spv'r'eign  pow'r, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod : 
Through  ail  your  various  tribes  be  still, 
And  know  that  he  is  God. 


HYMN  415.  l.   m. 

In  time  of  war. 

l.\17"HILE  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
**     And  death  and  ruin  strew  the  ground; 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 
The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all. 

2.  Thou,  who  hast  stamp' d  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heav'n-born  mind, 

And  in  a  Father's  wide  embrace 
Hast  cherish'd  ail  the  kindred  race : 

3.  O  see,  with  what  insatiate  rage 

Thy  sons  their  impious  battles  wage  ; 
How  spreads  destruction  like  a  flood, 
And  brothers  shed  their  brothers'  blood  ! 

4.  See  guilty  passions  spring  to  birth, 
And  deeds  of  hell  deform  the  earth  ; 
Whilst  righteousjiess  and  justice  mourn, 
And  iove  and  pity  droop  forlorn. 


AND  AFFLICTIONS.  279 

5.  Great  God  !  whose  pow'rful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind  : 

O  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  madd'ning  world  to  peace. 

6.  With  rev'rence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above  : — 
"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  1" 

HYMN  416.    s.  m. 

1.  |^J.OD,  to  correct  the  world, 
"    In  wrath  is  slow  to  rise ; 

But  romes  at  length,  in  thunder  cloth'd, 
And  darkness  veils  the  skies. 

2.  His  banners,  lifted  high, 

The  nations'  God  declare, . 
And,  stain'd  with  blood,  with  terrors  mark'd, 
Spread  wonder  and  despair. 

3.  All  earthly  pomp  and  pride 

Are  in  his  presence  lost ; 
Empires  o'erturn'd,  thrones,  sceptres,  crowns* 
In  wiid  confusion  tost. 

4.  While  war  and  woe  prevail, 

And  desolation  wide  ; 
In  God,  the  sov'reign  Lord  of  all, 
The  righteous  still  confide. 

5.  Mysterious  is  the  course 

Of  his  tremendous  way  : 
His  path  is  in  the  trackless  winds, 
And  in  the  foaming  sea. 

6.  Yet,  though  now  wrapt  in  clouds, 

And  from  our  view  conceal'd, 
The  righteous  Judge  will  soon  appear, 
In  majesty  reveal'd ! 


280  PUBLIC  BLESSINGS 

7.  He'll  curb  the  lawless  pow'r, 
The  deadly  wrath  of  man  ; 
And  all  the  windings  will  unfold 
Of  his  own  gracious  plan. 

S.  The  sons  of  tyranny 

In  ruin  shall  be  hurl'd  ; 
And  light,  and  liberty,  and  bliss, 
Embrace  the  new-born  world. 


HYMN  417,  l.  m. 

come,  behold  a  scene  of  dread  1 
Behold  a  world  with  slaughter  spread  1 
And  know,  'tis  God  who  bids  each  land 
Thus  feel  the  terrors  of  his  hand. 

2.  'Tis  his  again  the  earth  to  cheer, 
To  break  the  bow,  to  snap  the  spear, 
To  wrap  in  flames  the  glitt'ring  car, 
And  hush  the  tumult  of  the  war. 

3.  Behold  us,  Lord  !  oppress'd  with  woe, 
As  exil'd  from  thy  care  Ave  go  : 
Rebuk'd  for  sin,  chastis'd  by  thee, 
Grant  us  again  thy  face  to  see. 

4.  O  thou,  the  God  whom  we  adore  ! 
Our  breaches  heal,  our  peace  restore. 
Our  hope,  on  man  repos'd  in  vain, 

O  let  thy  strength,  great  God  !  sustain. 

3,  The  objects  of  thy  tend'rest  love 
O  save,  propitious  from  above  I 
Let  us  with  them  thy  mercy  share ; 
And  hear,  O  hear  our  ceaseless  pray'r. 


HYMN  41 8* 


L.    M. 


i.Xl^E  feel  thy  awful  chast'ning  rod, 
*  "    Thy  sov'reign  justice  we  adore  ; 


AND  AFFLICTIONS.  281 

Yet  we  approach  thy  Feet,  O  God, 
Thy  boundless  mercy  to  implore. 

2.  Teach  us  to  mourn  for  all  our  guilt ; 

May  reformation  fill  the  land  ; 
No  more  may  human  blood  be  spilt, 
But  love  and  joy  each  heart  expand, 

3.  To  thee,  O  Lord,  to  thee  alone, 

We  look  for  help,  while  drown'd  in  tears. 
Send  down  salvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
Subdue  our  hearts,  remove  our  fears. 

4.  Unite  our  souls  to  trust  thy  grace  ; 

Portentous,  angry  clouds  dispel ; 
Let  party-feuds  no  more  have  place, 
Nor  tongues  be  "  set  on  fire  of  hell." 

3.  May  the  kind  spirit  of  thy  Son 
Preside  and  rule  in  ev'ry  soul  ; 
That  wars  may  cease,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  praise  resound  from  pole  to  pole* 

HYMN  419*  c.  m. 

Prayer  for  victory  over  invading  foes* 

1.  f\  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 
*-*  In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  perform'd, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

2*  'Twas  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword 
To  them  salvation  gave  ; 
'Twas  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength, 
That  did  their  country  save 

3.  But  thy  right  hand,  thy  pow'rful  arm  j 
Whose  succour  they  implov'd ; 
Thy  Providence  protected  those* 
Who  thy  great  name  ador'd, 

A  a# 


282  PUBLIC  BLESSINGS 

4j.  As  thee,  their  God,  our  fathers  own'd, 
So  thou  art  still  our  King. 
O  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliy'rance  bring. 

5.  To  thee,  the  glory  we*li  ascribe, 
From  whom  salvation  came  ; 
In  God  our  shield  we  will  rejoice, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 


HYMN  ■  420.  l.  m. 

1.  l^TOW  may  the  God  of  grace  and  pow'r 
-»^    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ; 
Defend  them  in  the  needful  hour, 

And  send  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 

2.  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope  ; 

And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

3.  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 

And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boast ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hosts. 

ft.  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear; 
Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  strong  ; 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  hymns  of  peace  conclude  our  song. 


HYMN  421*  l.  m. 

Public  Humiliation. 
REAT  framer  of  unnumberY  worlds, 


G 

Thy  goodness  all  thy  creatures  shate, 
And  nature  trembles  at  thy  pow'r 


AND  AFFLICTIONS.  283 

2.  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry ; 
Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart ; 
Thine  incense  a  repentant  sigh. 

3.  But  if  injustice  grind  the  poor, 

Or  av'rice  stain  the  sordid  hand, 
Or  stern  ambition  thirst  for  blood, 
Or  rude  oppression  waste  the  land  : 

4.  The  God,  who  hears  the  orphan's  cry, 

The  martyr's  pray'r,  and  pris'ner's  groan, 
Still  list'ning  to  the  poor  opprest, 

Would  spurn  th'  oppressor  from  his  throne. 

5.  Yet  though  enormous  crimes  abound, 

Should  but  a  genuine  sorrow  rise ; 
And,  as  new  troubles  threaten  round 
'Midst  wasting  wars  and  angry  skies. 

6.  Should,  in  her  sober  hour,  our  land 

Confess  thy  hand  and  bless  the  rod  : 

Thou  still  wouldst  love  to  be  her  friend, 

Who  lov'd  to  own  thee  as  her  God. 

HYMN  422.  c.  m. 

4.  TM/"HEN  Abrah'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 
"     Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble  fervent  pray'r, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued  ; 

2.  With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace, 

Was  his  petition  crown'd  ! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  this  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3.  And  could  a  single  pious  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Good  God  !  and  shall  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 


284  PUBLIC  BLESSINGS 

4.  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 
Now,  as  in  ancient  times  ? 
Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 
Gomorrah  in  her  crimes ! 

§.  Still  we  are  thine,  we  bear  thy  name; 
Here  yet  is  thine  abode. 
Long  has  thy  presence  blest  our  land : 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God  ! 

6.  O  may  our  people,  rulers,  priests, 
Thy  choicest  blessings  share  ; 
And  know  thee  by  that  glorious  name, 
"  The  God  who  heareth  pray'r  !" 

HYMN  423.  c  m. 

It  HPHY  gracious  favour,  Lord  !  display/ 
-*-    Which  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
And,  for  thy  wondrous  mercies  sake,*, 
Thy  wonted  aid  afford. 

2.  God's  answer  patiently  I'll  wait ; 

For  he,  with  glad  success, 
If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn, 
His  mourning  saints  will  bless. 

3.  To  all,  that  fear  his  holy  name, 

His  sure  salvation's  near  ; 
And  in  its  former  happy  state, 
Gur  nation  shall  appear. 

4.  Truth  from  the  earth  shall  spring,  whilst  heav'n 

Shall  streams  of  justice  pour; 
And  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Shall  endless  plenty  show'r. 


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HYMN  424.  l.  m. 

Praise  for  deliverance  and  fieace. 
RAISE  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear 
Propitious  to  his  people's  pray'r  ; 


AND  AFFLICTIONS.  285 

And,  though  deliv'rance  long  delay, 
Answers  in  his  well  chosen  day. 

2.  Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 

His  pow'r  and  grace  bhall  be  our  song  ; 
The  tribute  of  our  love  we  bring 
To  thee  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

3.  Our  temples,  guarded  from  the  flame, 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name  ; 
And  ev'ry  peaceful  private  home 

To  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 

4.  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight, 
To  walk  as  in  thy  honour'd  sight ; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 

5.  O  when  shall  time  the  period  bring, 
When  peace  shall  stretch  her  balmy  wing 
O'er  ev'ry  land  and  ev'ry  shore, 

And  raging  war  shall  waste  no  more  \ 

HYMN  425.  l.  m. 

i.  XT  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
*-■-  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side$ 
Whan  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2.  The  swelling  tide  had  stopt  our  breath, 

So  fiercely  did  the  billows  roll : 
We  had  been  swallow'd  up  in  death  ; 
The  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3.  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  deadly  snare  ; 

Who  sav'd  us  from  the  threat'ning  sword, 

And  made  our  lives  his  watchful  care. 

4.  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  skies ; 


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386  PUBLIC  BLESSINGS  &c. 

Who  still  upholds  all  nature's  frame, 

And  guards  his  church  with  wakeful  eyes. 

HYMN  426.  p.  m. 

1.  l\TOW  let  our  songs  address  the  God  of  peace, 
■^    Who  bids  the  tumult  of  the  battle  cease  ; 
The  pointed  spears  to  pruning  hooks  he  bends, 
And  the  broad  falchion  in  the  plough-share  ends. 
His  pow'rful  word  unites  contending  nations 

In  kind  embrace  and  friendly  salutations. 

2,  While  we  beneath  our  vines  and  fig-trees  sit, 
Or  thus  within  thy  sacred  temple  meet, 
Accept,  great  God  !  the  tribute  of  our  song, 
And  all  the  mercies  of  this  day  prolong. 

Then  spread  thy  peaceful  word  thro'  ev'ry  nation, 
That  all  the  earth  may  hail  thy  great  salvation. 

HYMN  427.  c.  m. 

1.T3EACE  I  the  welcome  sound  proclaim; 
-■-     Dwell  with  rapture  on  the  theme. 
Loud,  still  louder  swell  the  strain : 
Peace  on  earth  i  good- will  to  men  ! 

2.  Breezes !  whisp'ring  soft  and  low, 
Gently  murmur  as  ye  blow, 
Now,  when  war  and  discord  cease, 
Praises  to  the  God  of  peace. 

3.  Ocean's  billows  !  far  and  wide, 
Rolling  in  majestic  pride  ! 
Loud,  still  louder  swell  the  strain  : 
Peace  on  earth  !  good-will  to  men  I 

4.  Vocal  songsters  of  the  grove! 
Sweetly  chant  in  notes  of  love, 
Now,  when  war  and  discord  cease} 
Praises  to  the  God  of  peace. 


FOR  A  CONGREGATION.  287 

5-  Mortals,  who  those  blessings  feel  i 
Christians,  who  before  him  kneel! 
Loud,  still  Louder  swell  the  strain  : 
Peace  on  carta,  good- will  to  men  ! 


5.  FOR  A  CONGREGATION. 

HYMN  428.  l.  m. 

On  opening  a  new  place  qf  <worahi/is 

1.  AND  will  the  great  eternal  God 
•*■ "*■  On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 
And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne 
Regard  our  temples  as  his  own  ?  - 

2.  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise  ; 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 

3.  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  bless, 
Which  guards  our  house  of  pray'r  in  peace, 
That  no  tumultuous  foes  Invade, 

To  fill  the  worshippers  with  dread. 

4.  These  walls  we  to  thy  honour  raise  : 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise ; 
And  thou,  descending:,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

5.  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here  ! 


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HYMN  429.  p.  m. 

sweet  exalted  strains 
King  of  glory  praise  : 


588  FOR  A  CONGREGATION, 

O'er  heav'n  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days. 
He  with  a  nod  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

2.  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 

His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 

And  wide  his  glories  shine. 
Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest,' 
Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 

3.  Then  King  of  glory  !  come  ; 

And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome, 

This  people  as  thy  own. 
Within  this  house  O  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4.  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend 

All  fragrant  to  the  skies. 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  the  joys  of  heav'n  around; 

5.  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  Seraphim  above ; 
And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
W7ith  sacred  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

6.  In  peace,  here  may  our  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise  j 
And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 

Through  long  succeeding  days. 
Here.  Lord  I  display  thy  saving  pow'r, 
While  churches  stand  and  saints  adore. 


FOR  A  CONGREGATION.  289 

HYMN  430.  l.  m. 

At  the  ordination  or  settlement  of  a  minister. 
*HUS  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent 


i.  rpHU! 

■■    His 


is  ministers  to  preach  his  word  ; 
They  through  the  world  obedient  went, 
And  spread  the  gospel  ot  their  Lord, 

3.  "  Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name  ; 

Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive ; 
The  gospel  jubilee  proclaim, 

And  call  them  to  repent  and  live. 

3,  "  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
Bind  up  the  broken  bleeding  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tear  from  weeping  eyes* 

•i.  "  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  go, 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
And  let  your  heav'n-taught  conduct  show, 
That  you're  commission 'd  from  above. 

5.  "  Freely  from  me  ye  have  receiv'd  ; 

Freely  in  love  to  others  give  : 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believ'd, 
And  by  your  labour  sinners  live." 

6.  Happy  those  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Who  thus  their  Master's  will  obey! 
How  rich,  how  full  is  their  reward, 
Reserv'd  until  the  final  day ! 


HYMN  431.  l/m. 

I^REAT  Lord  of  Angels !  we  adore 
^*    The  grace  that  builds  thy  courts  below  ; 
And,  midst  ten  thousand  sons  of  light, 
Stoops  to  regard  what  mortals  do  ! 
B   B 


290  FOR  A  CONGREGATION. 

2.  Amidst  the  wastes  of  time  and  death, 

Successive  pastors  thou  dost  raise, 
Thy  kingdom  and  thy  truth  to  spread, 
And  form  a  people  for  thy  praise. 

3.  At  length,  dismiss'd  from  feeble  clay, 

Thy  servants  join  th'  angelick  band, 
With  them  through  distant  worlds  they  fly, 
With  them  before  thy  presence  stand. 

4.  O  blest  employment  !  glorious  hope  ! 

Sweet  lenitive  of  grief  and  care  I 
When  shall  we  reach  those  radiant  courts, 
And  all  their  joys  and  honours  share  ? 

5.  Yet  while  these  labours -we  pursue, 

Tho'  distant  from  thy  heav'nly  throne, 
Give  us  a  zeal  and  love  like  theirs, 

And  half  their  heav'n  shall  here  be  known. 


HYMN  432.  l.  m. 

On  the  dangerous  sickness  of  a  minister. 

1.  |^|  thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
*-*  We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down  ! 
Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell. 

2.  Avert  thy  desolating  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock  ; 
Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save. 

3.  But  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  pray'rs  and  tears  cannot  prevail : 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay ; 
Support  him  through  the  glpomy  way. 

*.  Around  him  may  thy  angels  stand, 
Waiting  the  signal  of  thy  hand, 


SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY.         291 

To  bid  his  happy  spirit  rise, 

And  bear  him  to  their  native  skies. 

HYMN   433,    c.  m. 

For  a  vacant    congregation    on    the   death   of  ifl 
minister, 

l.^VTOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
-*-^    And  let  our  tears  be  dry  : 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2.  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust) 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  : 

3.  Th'  eternal  shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart. 
His  hand  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

4.  The  pow'rs  of  nature,  Lord  I  are  thine, 

And  thine  the  aids  of  grace. 
Thine  arm  has  borne  thy  churches  up, 
Through  ev'ry  rising  race. 

5.  Exert  thy  sacred  influ'nce  here  ; 

Thy  mourning  servants  bless. 
O  change  to  strains  of  cheerful  praise 
Their  accents  of  distress. 


6.  SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY. 
HYMN  434-  c.  m. 

1.  {CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord-' 
^   And  thy  deliv'rance  send. 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 


292        SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY: 

2.  Yet  I  have  found,  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  : 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

3.  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  begins  ; 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  ways, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 

4.  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled ; 
My  soul,  oppress'd  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  amongst  the  dead. 

5.  I  know,  thy  judgments,  Lord  !  are  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  severe. 
The  sharpest  suff'nngs  1  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 


HYMN  435.  s.  ifi 

!•  T3EA.CE.  my  complaining  heart  I 
■*-    Ye  busy  cares,  be  still  ! 
Adore  the  just,  the  sov'reign  Lord, 
Nor  murmur  at  his  will. 

3.  'Tis  wisdom  guides  his  hand  ; 
Nor  dares  my  guilty  fear, 
Amidst  the  sharpest  pains  I  feel, 
Pronounce  his  hand  severe, 

3.  To  soften  ev'ry  stroke, 

Indulgent  mercy  bends ; 
And,  unrepining  when  I  plead? 
His  gracious  ear  attends. 

4.  Let  me  reflect  with  awe, 

Wene'er  my  heart  complains 
Compar'd  with  what  my  sins  deserve, 
How  easy  are  my  pains  !* 


SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY.       293 

5.  Yes,  Lord,  I  own  thy  hand, 

Thou  just,  and  wise,  and  kind ! 
Be  ev'ry  anxious  thought  suppress'df 
And  all  my  soul  resign'd. 


HYMN  436.  c.  m. 

1.  VklSEASES  are  thy  servants,  Lord ! 

■*-*   They  come  at  thy  command. 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word 

Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 

2.  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  : 
May  1  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

3.  But,  if  my  life  be  spar'd  awhile, 

Before  my  last  remove  : 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

HYMN  437.  c  m. 

1.  ~\fi  Y  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come> 
-*-*-*-  Apace  it  passeth  on, 

To  bear  this  body  to  the  tomb, 
And  thee  to  scenes  unknown. 

2.  My  heart,  long  lab'ring  with  its  woes, 

Shal  pant  and  sink  away  ; 
And  you,  my  eye-lids,  soon  shall  close 
On  the  last  glimm'riny  ray. 

3.  Whence  in  that  hour  shall  I  receive 

A  cordial  for  my  pain, 
When,  if  earth's  monarchs  were  my  friends- 
Those  friends  would  weep  in  vain  ? 

*.  Great  King  of  nature  and  of  grace  ! 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 
Be  2 


294        SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY. 

And  opens  all  its  deep  distress 
Before  thy  pitying  eyes. 

jj.  All  its  desires  to  thee  are  known, 
And  ev'ry  secret  fear  ; 
The  meaning  of  each  broken  groan 
Well-notic'd  by  thine  ear. 

6,  O  fix  me  by  that  mighty  pow'r, 
Which  to  such  love  belongs, 
Where  darkness  veils  the  eyes  no  more, 
And  groans  are  chang'd  to  songs. 


HYMN  438.   p.  m. 

On  recovering  from  disease. 

l'i  1JOW  vast  is  the  tribute  I  owe 
■"   Of  gratitude,  homage,  and  praise 
To  the  giver  of  all  I  possess, 

The  life  and  the  length  of  my  days  I 

%  When  the  sorrows  I  boded  were  come, 
I  pour'd  out  my  sighs  and  my  tears  ; 
And  to  him,  who  alone  can  relieve, 

My  soul  breath 'd  her  vows  and  her  pray'rg* 

3.  When  my  heart  throbb'd  with  pain  and  alarm? 
When  paleness  my  cheek  overspread, 
When  sickness  pervaded  my  frame ; — 
Then  my  soul  on  my  M  *ker  was  staid.. 

i.  When  death's  awful  image  was  nigh, 
And  no  mortal  was  able  to  save  ; 
Thou  didst  brighten  the  valley  of  death, 
And  illumine  the  gloom  of  the  grave, 

5.  In  mercy  thy  presence  dispels 
The  shades  of  calamity's  night* 
And  tarns  tjie  sad  scene  of  despair 
To  a  morning  of  joy  and  delights 


SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY.  295 

6.  Great  source  of  my  comforts  restor'd  i 

Thou  healer  and  balm  of  my  woes  1 
Thou  hope  and  desire  of  my  soul ! 
On  thy  mercy  I'll  ever  repose. 

7.  How  boundless  the  gratitude  due 

To  thee,  O  thou  God  of  my  praise  ! 
The  fountain  of  all  I  possess, 

The  life  and  the  light  of  my  days  ! 

HYMN  439.  l.  m. 

£.  T^IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
-*-     And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night. 
Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 
Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart. 

2.  But  I  forgot,  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long; 
And,  when  thy  face  was  turn'd  aside, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

3.  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace  !  I  said, 
And  raise  me  from  among  the  dead. 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt ; 
Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 

4-.  I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  : 
At  thy  command  diseases  fly. 
Who  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

5.  Thine  anger  but  a  moment  stays  ; 
Thy  love  is  life  and  length  of  days. 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-star  restores  the  joy. 

HYMN  440.  c.  m. 

i,  T  love  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  ray  cries, 
■*■  And  pity'd  ev*ry  groan  » 


396        SICKNESS  AND  RECOVERY 

Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2, 1  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away. 

0  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  ) 

3*  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house, 
My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vow* 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

4.  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distrest ; 

He  bade  my  pains  remove. 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest ; 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

HYMN  441  ♦  c.  m, 

1.  Q  OV'REIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
*^  In  ev'ry  chastening  stroke  ; 

And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

2.  To  thee  in  my  distress  I  cried, 

And  thou  hast  bowM  thine  ear. 
Thy  pow'rful  word  prolong'd  my  life, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

5k  Unfold  the  gates  of  righteousness, 
That*  with  the  pious  throng, 

1  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 

And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4?.  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 
Renews  our  lab'ring  breath  I 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  ev'n  in  death. 

5.  My  God !  in  thine  appointed  hour, 

Those  heav'nly  gates  display, 


ON  THE  DEATH  OF  RELATIVES  Sec.   397 

Where  pain  and  sin,  and  tear  and  death, 
For  ever  flee  away. 

0.  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  bless'd 
With  raptures  bow  around  ; 
My  anthems  to  deliv'ring  grace 
In  tweeter  strains  shall  sound. 

HYMN  442.  c  m. 

i.  ^l^rHEN  o'er  the  trodden  paths  of  life 
*  7     Backwards  I  turn  mine  eyes  : 
What  varied  scenes  throughout  the  road 
Awaken  my  surprise  ! 

2.  Thousands,  to  whom  my  natal  hour 

Imparted  vital  breatln 
Just  look'd  on  life,  and  clos'd  their  eyes 
In  the  fast  sleep  of  death. 

3.  Thousands,  who  climb'd  to  manhood's  stage, 

Safe  through  unnumber'd  snares, 
Traveird  not  far,  before  they  sunk 
Amidst  its  thorns  and  cares. 

4.  Follow'd,  through  ev'ry  changing  stage* 

With  goodness  all  my  days  a 
Deny  me  not  a  heart  to  love, 
A  tongue  to  speak  thy  praise. 

3.  Ten  thousand  thousand  thanks  to  thee 
Echo  along  the  road. 
O  may  I  join  those  endless  songs, 
That  fill  thy  blest  abode. 

:';  ON  THE  DEATH  OF  RELATIVES 
OR  FRIENDS. 

HYMN  443.  *.  m. 

l.npHE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge- 
■P-   The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh. 


298  ON  THE  DEATH  OP 

When  righteous  persons  fall  around, 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  diei 

2*  Yet  not  one  anxious  murm'ring  thought 

Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend  ; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Tlr  almighty  ever-living  Friend. 

3.  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide  I 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one» 
On  thee  we  cast  our  ev'ry  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

4.  Our  Father  God,  to  thee  we  look, 

Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  Friend  ! 
And  on  thy  gracious  love  and  truth 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 


HYMN  £44.  c  'm. 

1.  T  ,^UST  friends  and  kindred  droop  and  die, 
-W"    And  helpers  be  withdrawn  ; 
While  sorrow,  with  a  weeping  eye, 
Counts  up  our  comforts  gone  ? 

%,  Be  thou  our  comfort,  mighty  God ! 
Our  helper  and  our  friend ; 
Nor  leave  us  in  this  dang'rous  road, 
Till  all  our  trials  end. 

3.  O  may  our  feet  pursue  the  way 

Our  pious  fathers  led  ; 
While  love  an4  holy  zeal  obey 
The  counsels  of  the  dead. 

4.  Let  us  be  wean'd  from  earthly  joys  j 

Let  hope  our  grief  dispel ; 

The  dead  in  Jesus  shall  arise, 

In.  endless  bliss  to  dwell. 


RELATIVES  OU  FRIENDS.  299 

HYMN  445*  c.  fc. 

On  the  death  of  a  young  fierson. 

1.  ISM/TIEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 

*  *     By  death's  resistless  hand  : 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2.  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  povv'r, — I  too  must  die, 
Sink  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 

3.  Let  this  vain  world  delude  no  more  ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb  : 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour  ; 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4.  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  ev'ry  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

HYMN  446.  o.  u. 

On  the  death  of  a  child* 

i.  T  IFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour  ; 

*"  How  soon  the  vapour  flies  ! 

Man  is  a  tender  transient  flow'r, 

That  er'n  in  blooming  dies. 

2.  Death  spreads  like  winter's  frozen  arms; 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more. 
Ah  !  where  are  now  those  rising  charms, 
Which  pleas'd  our  eyes  before  ? 

3.  The  once  lov'd  form  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 


300  ON  THE  DEATH  OF 

4.  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 
And  lo  1  stem  winter  flies  ; 
And,  di  est  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flow'ry  tribes  arise 

0.  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 
When  what  we  now  deplore 
Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom  to  fade  no  more> 

6 .  Then  cease,  fond  nature  !  cease  thy  tears  ; 
Religion  points  on  high  : 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  cannot  die. 

HYMN  447.  c.  m. 

i.VE  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  teai;s 
■     Flow  o'er  your  children  dead: 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  lied. 

2»  While,  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 
In  fond  distress  ye  lie  ; 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  rev'rence  view 
A  heav'nly  Parent  nigh. 

3.  "  I'll  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  In  my  own  house  a  place  ; 
tl  No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
"  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

4.  «  Transient  and  vain  is  ev'ry  hope 

"  A  rising  race  can  give. 
"  In  endless  honour  and  delight, 
«  My  children  all  shall  live." 

5.  We  welcome,  Lord  '  those  rising  tears, 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see  j 
And  bless  these  wounds,  which,  thro'  our  heaftS, 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 


RELATIVES  OR  FRIENDS.  80i 

HYMN  448.  l.  m. 

On  the  death  of  a  parent. 

i.FnHOUGH  nature's  voice  you  must  obey, 
-*-    Think,  while  your  swelling  griefs  o'ernoM. 
That  hand,  which  takes  your  joys  away, 
That  sov'reign  hand  can  heal  your  woe. 

2.  And,  while  your  mournful  thoughts  deplore 

The  parent  gone,  remov'd  the  friend  1 
With  hearts  resign'd,  his  grace  adore, 
On  whom  your  nobler  hopes  depend. 

3.  Does  he  not  bid  his  children  come 

Through  death'sdark  shades  to  realms  of  light? 
Yet,  when  he  calls  them  to  their  home 
Shall  fond  survivors  mourn  their  flight  ? 

4.  His  word — here  let  your  souls  rely— 

Immortal  consolation  gives  : 
Your  heav'nly  Father  cannot  die, 
Th'  eternal  Friend  for  ever  lives. 

5.  O  be  that  best  of  friends  your  trust ; 

On  his  almighty  arm  recline. 
He,  when  your  comforts  sink  in  dust, 
Can  give  you  comforts  more  divine. 

HYMN   449.  l.  m. 

The  orphan's  firayer. 

i.  f\  hear  me,  Lord !  on  thee  I  call, 
w    And  prostrate  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
Propitious  in  my  cause  appear, 
And  bow  to  my  request  thine  ear. 

2,  Look  down,  my  only  hope  !  look  down, 
Behold  me,  but  without  a  frown  : 
And  ne'er  to  my  desiring  eye 
Thy  presence,  heav'nly  Lord  I  deny? 
C  c 


302  FOR  THE  YOUNG, 

3.  O  let  me,  on  thy  aid  rcclin'd, 
Thee  still  my  great  salvation  find  ; 
Nor  leave  me,  helpless  and  forlorn, 
The  absence  of  thy  grace  to  mourn. 

4.  Though,  doom'd  the  orphan's  lot  to  bear, 
No  father's  kind  concern  I  share, 

Nor  o'er  ine  wakes  a  mother's  eye 
My  wants  attentive  to  supply  : — 

5.  Adopted  by  thy  care,  in  thee 
The  Parent  and  the  Friend  I  see  ; 
And,  nourish'd  by  thy  fost'ring  hand, 
Within  thy  courts  secure  I  stand. 


8,  FOR  THE  YOUNG,  AND  OLD. 

HYMN  450.  l.  m. 

Youth  instructed, 

1.  ^HILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
^  Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents*'  joy  ! 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue : 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2.  Ifyou  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state  V 
Restrain  your  feet  from  wicked  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3.  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints  ; 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries : 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4.  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts, 

God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  : 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  1\&. 


AND  OLD.  303 

HYMN  451  ♦  c.  m. 

1.  TTAPPY  is  he,  whose  early  years 
-"-  Receive  instruction  well  ; 

Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2.  'Tis  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  serve  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  harden'd  by  their  crimes. 

3.  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares, 

To  mind  religion  young  : 
With  joy  it  crowns  succeeding  years, 
And  makes  our  virtue  strong, 

4.  To  thee,  almighty  God  !  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign  : 
'Twill  please  us,  to  look  back  and  see, 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine  I 

5.  Let  the  sweet  work  of  pray'r  and  praise 

Employ  our  daily  breath  : 
Thus  we're  prepar'd  for  future  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

HYMN  452.  l.  m. 

•1.  MOW,  in  the  beat  of  youthful  blood, 
-^    Remember  your  Creator,  God. 
Behold,  the  months  come  hast'ning  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  "  my  joys  are  gone." 

-2.  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts ; 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults : 
The  works  of  darkness  men  have  done 
"Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

3.  Behold,  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes. 


304  FOR  THE  YOUNG, 

Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead. 
With  bitt'rest  curses  on  his  head. 

'Jr.  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God,  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  helU 

0.  God  of  the  young  !  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  earth's  alluring  vanities  ; 
And  let  the  warnings  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord  ! 

HYMN  453.  s.  m. 

l.'TTl/'ITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
"     My  God  !  to  thee  I  pray  : 
O  let  me  learn,  whilst  I  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

9.  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  path  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  ev'ry  snare. 

3*  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 
Inspire  with  love  divine  ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  O  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this,  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

5.  To  What  thy  laws  impart 

Be  my  whole  will  inclin'd  ; 
O  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

<>,  May  thy  young  servant  learn, 
By  these  to  cleanse  his  way ; 


AND  OLD.  305 

And  may  I  here  the  path  discern 
That  leads  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  454.  c.  m. 

Prayer  of  the  aged. 

1.  Ik/W Y  God,  my  everlasting  hope  ! 
^"-*-  I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2.  My  frame  was  fashion'd  by  thy  pow'i'j 

And  shows  thy  skill  divine; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3.  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 

In  each  revolving  year  : 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4.  Cast  me  not  off,  when  strength  declines? 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  : 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

HYMN  4.55.  c.  m. 

1. J?  TERNAL  Sire,  enthron'd  on  high  ! 
■"    Whom  heav'nly  hosts  adore, 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh  : 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2,  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3.  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of. age, 

And  keep  my  passions  cool  j 
C  c  % 


£00  THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE, 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  cv'ry  rule. 

4k  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 
To  the  surviving  age  ; 
And  leave  a  savour  of  thy  name. 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

5,  That  solemn  day  is  hast'ning  on  j 

My  frame  must  soon  decay. 
My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

6,  My  God  !  O  smooth  the  mortal  hour  ; 

On  thee  my  hope  depends. 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

7,  Then  let  my  soul,  O  gracious  God  I 

Ascend  to  realms  of  day ; 
And  in  that  sacred  blest  abode 
Its  endless  anthems  pay. 


XXVI. 
THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE. 

HYMN  456.  p.  m. 

t»  T>RAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise 
-*■    For  the  love  that  crowns  our  day's*: 
Bounteous  source  of  ev'ry  joy ! 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2.  All,  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 
All,  that  Hb'ial  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores : 


THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE.  ao7 

3.  These  to  thee,  our  God  !  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow  1 
And  lor  tiiesc  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

4.  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the»rip'ning  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green  untimely  fruit  * 

5.  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  : 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall : 

0,  Should  thine  alter'd  hand  restrain 
Vernal  show'rs  and  latter  rain, 
Blast  each  op'ning  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy  : 

7.  Yet  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  ; 
And,  when  ev'ry  blessing's  flown:, 
Love  thee — for  thyself  alone  ! 

HYMN  457.  s.  if. 

1.  AS  various  as  the  moon 
*•-  Is  man's  estate  below  : 

To  his  bright  day  of  gladness  soon 
Succeeds  a  night  of  woe. 

2,  The  night  of  woe  resigns 

Its  darkness  and  its  grief; 
Again  the  morn  of  comfort  shines. 
And  brings  our  souls  relief. 

3.  Yet  not  from  fickle  chance 

These  varying  scenes  arise  : 
Our  dark  and  brighter  hours  advance, 
By  laws  supremely  wjse, 


308         THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE. 

4.  God  measures  out  to  all 

Their  lot  of  good  and  ill ; 
Nor  this  too  great,  nor  that  too  small, 
Ordain'd  by  heav'n's  high  will. 

5,  Hopeful  and  humble  bear 

Thy  evil  and  thy  good  ; 
Nor  by  presumption,  nor  despair, 
Weak  mortal,  be  subdu'd. 

HYMN  458.  p.  u. 

1.  T3ROVIDENCE,  profusely  kind, 
-*-     Wheresoe'er  you  turn  your  eyef, 
Bids  you  with  a  grateful  mind 

View  a  thousand  blessings  rise; 

2.  Thankful  own  what  you  enjoy  : 

But  a  changing  world  like  this, 
Where  a  thousand  fears  annoy, 
Cannot  give  you  perfect  bliss, 

3.  Perfect  bliss  resides  above, 

Far  above  yon  azure  sky  ; 

Bliss,  that  merits  ail  your  love,, 

Merits  ev'ry  anxious  sigh. 

4.  What  like  this  has  earth  to  give  ? 

O  ye  righteous  !  in  your  breast 
Let  the  admonition  live, 

Nor  on  earth  desire  to  rest. 

5.  When  your  bosom  heaves  a  sigh, 

Or  your  eye  emits  a  tear, 
Let  your  wishes  rise  on  hieh, 
$   Ardent  rise  to  bliss  sincere. 


H^ 


HYMN  459.  s.  m 

OW  gracious  and  how  wise 
s  our  cnasiising  God  '. 


THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE.  30» 

And  O  !  how  rich  the  blessings  are, 
That  blossom  from  his  rod  ! 

9.  He  lifts  it  up  on  high, 
With  pity  in  his  heart; 
That  ev'ry  stroke  his  children  feel 
May  grace  and  peace  impart. 

3.  Instructed  thus,  they  bow 

Ancl  own  his  sov'reign  sway  ; 
They  turn  their  erring  footsteps  back 
To  his  forsaken  way. 

4.  His  cov'nant  love  they  seek. 

And  seek  the  happy  bands 
That  closer  still  engage  their  heartg, 
To  honour  his  commands. 

5.  Submissive,  Lord  1  we  yield 

To  discipline  divine, 
And  bless  the  pains  that  make  us  still 
More  uniformly  thine. 


Hi  MX  460, 


L.  M. 


LEATHER  !  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  : 
•■*-     How  Kind  was  thy  chastising  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  iny  wand'ring  soul  to  God  ! 

2.  Foolish  and  vain  I  went  astray, 

Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord  1 
I  left  my  guide   and  lost  my  way  ; 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

3.  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 

For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well, 

4.  The  law,  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 

Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 


310        THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE, 

Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  south, 
Or  western  hills  of  golden  ore. 

#.  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame,- 
Thy  spirit  form'd  my  soui  within  : 
Teach  me  to  knew  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  sate  from  death  and  sin;. 

G.  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  salvation  shall  rejoice  ; 
For  I  have  trusted  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choic^. 

HYMN  461  •    l.  m. 

i.  TTOW  well  our  great  Preserver  knows, 
-"--*-  To  weigh  and  to  relieve  our  woes  I 
Behold  his  wrath's  avenging  blast, 
How  slow  to  rise,  how  soon  o'erpast ! 

2.  How  prompt  his  favour  to  dispense 
Its  life-imparting  influence  ! 
How  speedy  his  paternal  love 
Our  deep  afflictions  to  remove  • 

3.  Grief  for  a  night,  obtrusive  guest, 
Beneath  our  roof  perhaps  may  rest ; 
But  joy,  with  the  returning  day, 
Shall  wipe  each  transient  tear  away. 

4.  With  what  delight,  great  God,  I  trace 
The  acts  of  thy  stupendous  grace  1 

To  count  them,  were  to  count  the  sand 
That  lies  upon  the  sea-beat  strand. 

HYMN  462.  c.  m. 

it  'VTAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came 
-^    And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 


THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE,  311 

2.  'Tis  God,  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave. 
He  gives ;  and,  blessed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

3.  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions  then  ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sov'reign  will, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

4.  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
Nor  will  we  call  unjust  the  hand, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  463.  l.  m. 

4.  HHHE  darken'd  sky,  how  thick  it  low'rs  J 
A    Troubl'd  with  storms,  and  big  with  show'rs ; 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 
But  nature  pours  forth  ail  her  tears. 

2.  Yet  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive  : 

God  bids  the  soul,  that  seeks  him,  live  ; 
And,  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night, 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

3.  The  seeds  of  ecs'acy  unknown 
Are  in  these  water'd  furrows  sown. 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 
And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes ! 

4.  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumber'd  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 
And  heav'n  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

5.  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  find  his  sheaves  and  bring  them  home ; 
The  voice,  long  broke  with  sighs,  shall  sing, 
Till, heav'n  with  hallelujahs  ring. 


312         THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE. 

HYMN  464.  l.  m. 

l."VfY  God,  whose  all-pervading  eye 

JTi   Views  earth  beneath,  and  heav'n  above 
Witness,  if  here  or  there  thou  seest 
An  object  of  mine  equal  love. 

2.  Not  the  gay  scenes,  where  mortal  men 

Pursue  their  bliss  and  find  their  woe, 
Detain  my  rising  heart,  which  springs 
The  nobler  joys  of  heav'n  to  view. 

3.  Fix'd  near  th'  immortal  seat  of  bliss, 

Dauntless*  and  joyous,  it  surveys 
Each  form  of  horror  and  distress, 
That  ail  its  deadliest  foes  can  raise. 

4.  This  feeble  flesh  shall  faint  and  die, 

This  heart  renew  its  pulse  no  more ; 
Ev'n  now  it  views  the  moment  nigh, 
When  life's  last  movements  all  are  o'er. 

5.  But  come,  thou  vanquished  King  of  dread  J 

With  thy  own  hand  thy  pow'r  destroy. 
'Tis  thine  to  bear  me  to  my  God, 
My  portiuii,  my  eternal  joy. 

HYMN  465.  c.  m. 

1.  HPHE  evils  that  beset  our  path, 

-*■     Who  can  prevent  or  cure  ? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death., 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2.  If  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 

It  soon  must  be  withdrawn  ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress, 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

8.  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 

And  find  an  easy  prey  ;  , 


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And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 

4\  Since  sin  has  fill'd  the  world  with  woe, 
And  creatures  fade  and  die  ; 
Lord  !  wean  our  hearts  from  things  below# 
And  fix  our  hopes  on  high  i 

HYMN  466.  l.    m. 

1.  "1M7EARY  of  these  low  scenes  of  night, 

™  ™     My  fainting  heait  grows  sick  oi  time, 
Sighs  for  the  dawn  of  sweet  delight, 
Sighs  for  a  distant  happier  clime, 

2.  *Tis  just,  'tis  right:  thus  he  ordains, 

Who  form'd  this  animated  clod  ; 
That  needtul  cares,  instructive  pains, 
May  bring  the  restless  heart  to  God. 

3.  In  him,  my  soul !  behold  thy  rest ; 

Nor  hope  lor  bliss  below  the  sky. 
Come,  resignation,  to  my  breast, 
And  silence  ev'ry  plaintive  sigh. 

4.  Then  cheerful  shall  my  heart  survey 

The  toils  and  dangers  of  the  road  ; 
And  patient  keep  the  heav'nly  way, 

"Which  leads  me  homeward  to  my  God. 

HYMN  467.  c.  m. 

1.  |^J  RE  AT  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 
^■*f    We  own  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 

We  hear  thy  breath  in  ev'ry  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2.  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way5 

They  work  thy  sov'reign  will ; 
And.  aw'd  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 
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31*        THE  TROUBLES  OF  LIFE. 

3.  Thy  mercy  tempers  ev'ry  blast 

To  those  who  seek  thy  face ; 
And  mingles,  with  the  tempest's  roar, 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4.  Let  me  those  gentle  whispers  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 
Sleep  in  thine  arms,  and  wake  in  realms 
Of  everlasting  peace  ! 


HYMN  468*  l.  m. 

1*  *\M V  God,  my  hope  !  if  thou  art  mine, 
J."X  Why  should  my  soul  with  sorrow  pine  ? 
On  thee  alone  I  cast  my  care  : 
O  leave  me  not  in  dark  despair. 

2.  Though  ev'ry  comfort  should  depart, 
And  life  forsake  this  drooping  heart ; 
One  smile  from  thee,  one  blissful  ray, 
Can  chase  the  shades  of  death  away. 

3.  My  God,  my  Life  J  if  thou  appear, 
Not  death  itself  can  make  me  fear. 
Thy  presence  cheers  the  sable  gloom, 
And  gilds  the  horrors  of  the  tomb, 

4.  Not  all  its  horrors  can  affright, 

If  thou  appear,  my  God,  my  light  I 
Thy  love  shall  all  my  fears  control, 
And  glory  dawn  around  my  soul. 

HYMN  469*  l.  m. 

1.  CJHOULD  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 
^   Extend  her  deflating  reign, 
Nor  spring  her  blooming  beauties  yield, 
Nor  autumn  swell  the  fruitful  grain  : 


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2.  Should  lowing  herds,  and  bleating  sheep, 

Around  their  famish'd  master  die ; 
And  hope  itself  despairing  weep, 
While  life  deplores  its  last  supply  : 

3.  Amid  the  dark,  the  deathful  scene, 

If  I  can  say  the  Lord  is  mine  1 
The  joy  shall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
And  glory  dawn,  though  life  decline. 

4.  The  God  of  my  salvation  lives ; 

My  nobler  life  he  will  sustain  ; 
His  word  immortal  vigour  gives, 

Nor  shall  my  glorious  hopes  be  vain. 

5.  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  hearty 

Though  ev'ry  earthly  comfort  die  ; 
Thy  smile  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
And  raise  my  sacred  pleasures  high. 

6.  O  let  me  hear  thy  blissful  voice, 

Inspiring  life  and  joys  divine  ! 
The  barren  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
'Tis  paradise,  if  thou  art  mine. 

HYMN  470.    s.  m. 

1.  T  ORD,  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
■*-*  What  various  woes  we  feel ! 
Diseases,  pains,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

Surround  thy  children  still. 

2.  What  dangers  fill  the  road  ! 

What  storms,  and  tempests  roar  J 
But  we  march  onward  to  our  God, 
And  trust  his  guardian  pow'r. 

3.  No  lasting  comfort's  found 

Through  this  long  wilderness  : 
But  when  we  reach  the  heav'nly  ground; 
Pleasures  shall  never  cease. 


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4.  Support  us  in  the  way, 

Lord  !  let  our  faith  be  strong  ; 
Direct  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray, 
And  guard  our  souls  along. 

5.  Death  shall  convey  us  home ; 

Thither  our  hearts  aspire  : 
There  no  disease  shall  ever  come, 
But  joy  shall  be  entire. 

HYMN  471.  l.  m. 

l.HHHOU,  Lord,  through  ev'ry  changing  scene, 
-*■    Hast  to  thy  saints  a  refuge  been : 
Through  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 
Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode. 

2.  Lo,  we  are  ris'n  a  feeble  race, 
Awhile  to  fill  our  father's  place  : 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view, 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too. 

3.  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  trace 
In  this  uncertain  wilderness, 

When  friends  desert,  and  foes  invade, 
Revive  our  heart  and  guard  our  head. 

4.  So,  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
And  we  shall  dwell  in  flesh  no  more, 
To  thee  our  sep'rate  souls  shall  come* 
And  find  in  thee  a  surer  home, 

XXVII. 

DEATH* 

HYMN  472.  c,  m. 

1.  TJARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  j 
**  My  ears  attend  the  cry : 


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"  Ye  living  men,  come,  view  the  ground, 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2.  «  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ! 
"  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  our's." 

3.  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  I 

4.  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  : 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


HYMN  473.  c.  m. 

1.  npEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
■*■    Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ! 

I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2.  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast ; 

A  fleeting  hour  of  time* 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 

3.  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  : 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love. 
But  all  the  noise  is  vain. 

4.  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show; 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who3 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

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318  DEATH. 

5,  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6.  Now  I  resign  my  earthly  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  int'rest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 


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HYMN  474.  o.  m. 

HEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name  I 


And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2.  Our  wasting  lives  are  short*ning  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase  ; 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3.  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground;. 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

4.  Good  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thready 

Hang  everlasting  things  t 
Th*  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead, 
Upon  life*s  feeble  strings. 

5.  Yet  while  a  world  of  joy  or  woe 

Depends  on  ev'ry  breath, 
Thoughtless  and  unconcern'd  we  g& 
Upon  the  brink  of  death. 

6.  Waken,  O  Lord!  our  drowsy  sense* 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence. 

May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 


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HYMN  475.  l.  m. 

1.  HPHAT  awful  hour  will  soon  appear, 

■    Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here, 
Will  vanish  from  my  closing  eyes* 

2.  Death  calls  my  friends,  my  neighbours  hence, 

And  none  resist  the  fatal  dart. 
Continual  warnings  strike  my  sense : 
And  shall  they  fail  to  strike  my  heart  ? 

3.  Think,  O  my  soul !  how  much  depends 

On  the  short  period  of  to-day  : 
Shall  time,  which  heav'n  in  mercy  lends, 
Be  negligently  thrown  away  I 

4.  Thy  remnant  minutes  strive  to  use  ; 

Awake,  rouse  ev'ry  active  pow'r ; 
And  not  in  dreams  and  trifles  lose 
This  little,  this  important  hour  ! 

5.  Lord  of  my  life,  inspire  my  hea*rt 

With  heav'nly  ardour,  grace  divine  ; 
Nor  let  thy  presence  e'er  depart, 

For  strength,  and  life,  and  death  are  thine. 

6.  O  teach  me  the  celestial  skill, 

Each  awful  warning  to  improve  ; 
And,  while  my  days  are  short'ning  still, 
Prepare  me  for  the  joys  above  I 

HYMN  476.  s.  * 

1.  TTOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
■"■  That  bears  us  to  the  sea  I 

The  tide  that  bears  our  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity  ! 

2.  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  call'd  their  own  ? 


320  DEATH. 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honour,  gone. 

3.  There,  where  the  fathers  lie, 

Must  all  the  children  dwell ; 
Nor  other  heritage  possess. 
But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 

4.  God  of  our  fathers  !  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  friend  ! 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge> 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

U,  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace  ; 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light? 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 


HYMN  477.  l.  m. 

1,  TOEHOLD  the  path  which  mortals  tread 
*J   Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead  ! 
Nor  will  the  fleeting  moments  stay, 

Nor  can  we  measure  back  our  way. 

2.  Our  kindred  and  our  friends  are  gone  ; 
Know,  O  my  soul,  this  doom  thy  own. 
Feeble  as  theirs  thy  mortal  frame, 
The  same  thy  way,  thy  home  the  same. 

S.  From  vital  air,  from  cheerful  light, 
To  the  cold  grave's  perpetual  night,— 
From  scenes  of  duty,  means  of  grace, 
Must  I  to  God's  tribunal  pass  I 

4.  Awake,  my  soul !  thy  way  prepare, 
And  lose  in  this  each  meaner  care  ; 
With  steady  feet  that  path  be  trod, 
Which,  thro'  the  grave,  conducts  to  God. 


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Father  !  to  thee  my  all  I  trust ; 
And,  if  my  flesh  return  to  dust, 
'Tis  thy  decree,  I  bless  thy  hand, 
And  die  resign'd  to  thy  command. 


HYMN  478.  l.  m. 

1.  ri  OD  of  eternity  !  from  thee 

"    Did  infant  time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years. 
Revolve,  by  thy  unvaried  law. 

2.  Silent  and  slow  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows  ; 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  which  it  rose. 

3.  Thoughtless  and  vain,  our  mortal  race 

Along  the  mighty  stream  arc  borne 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, — 

That  country  whence  there's  no  return. 

4.  Yet  while  the  shore  on  either  side 

Presents  a  gaudy  flatt'ring  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5»  Great  source  of  wisdom  !  teach  my  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  ev'ry  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  pow'r. 


HYMN  479.  s.  m. 

,4.rpHE  swift  declining  day, 
-*-    How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 
While  ev'ning's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Spreads  o'er  the  western  sky. 


222  DEATH. 

2.  Yc  mortals  !  mark  its  pace  ; 

Improve  the  hours  oflight ; 
And  know,  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3.  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 

In  its  meridjan  blaze, 
And  cuts  from  smiling  vig'rous  youth 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4.  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 

Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide  ; 
And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

5.  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  rolling  sphere  ; 
Submissive  at  bis  footstool  bow, 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

6.  One  thing  demands  your  care  : 

O  be  it  still  pursu'd  i 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renew'd. 


HYMN  480.  s,  m. 

1.  nrO-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 

-*-     Lodg'd  in  thy  sov'reign  hand  ; 
And  it  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2.  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  a  minute  stay : 
Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away, 

3.  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  waft 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 


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4.  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 
Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

HYMN  481.  l.  m. 

i.lT^HE  morning  flow'rs  display  their  sweets, 
■*■    And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noon-day  heats, 
And  fearless  of  the  ev'ning  cold. 

2.  Nipt  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Parch'd  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
Tiie  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

3.  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

Wiien  youth  its  pride  and  beauty  shows  ; 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4r.  Or  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years, 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

5.  Yet  these,  new-rising  from  the  tomb, 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine  ; 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline* 

6.  Let  sickness  blast  and  death  devour, 

If  heav'n  must  recompense  our  pains  ; 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flow'r, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 


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HYMN  482.  c   m. 

UR  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
ur  hope  for  years  to  come, 


324  DEATH. 

Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2.  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same  ! 

3.  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

M  Return,  ye  sons  of  men." 
AD  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

4.  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  all  their  hopes  and  fears, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  flood., 
And  lost  in  fuli'wing  years. 

5.  Our  Goo  !   our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  lor  years  to  come  ! 
Be  thou  om  guanJ,  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

HYMK  483.  c.  m. 

1.  T  ORD  !  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name ; 

■"  And  make  that  name  our  trust, 
Wnich  rais'd  at  first  this  curious  frame 
From  mean  and  lifeless  dust, 

2.  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure, 

The  fabric  of  a  day  ; 
Then,  know  their  vital  pow'rs  no  more, 
But  moulder  back  to  ciay. 

3.  Yet,  Lord  !  whate'er  is  felt  or  fear'd, 

This  thought  is  our  repose, 
That  he,  by  whom  our  frame  was  rear'd, 
Its  various  frailties  knows, 

4.  Thou  view'st  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 

While  struggling  with  our  load  ; 


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In  pains  and  dangers  thou  art  nigh, 
Our  Father,  and  our  God. 

5.  Gently  supported  by  thy  love, 
We  tend  to  realms  of  peace  ; 
Where  ev'ry  pain  shall  far  remove, 
And  ev'ry  weakness  cease. 

HYMN  484.  s.  m. 

1.  "O  EHOLD  the  gloomy  vale, 

■*-*   Which  thou,  my  soul,  must  tread. 
Beset  with  terrors  fierce  and  pale, 
That  leads  thee  to  the  dead. 

2.  Ye  pleasing  scenes,  adieu  ! 

Which  1  so  long  have  known. 
My  friends,  a  long  farewell  to  you  I 
For  I  must  pass  alone. 

3.  But  see  !  a  ray  of  light, 

With  splendours  all  divine, 
Breaks  through  these  dreary  realms  of  nigftt. 
And  makes  its  horrors  shine. 

4.  Where  death,  where  darkness  reigns, 

Jehovah  is  my  stay  : 
His  rod  my  trembling  feet  sustains, 
His  staff  defends  my  way. 

5.  Great  Shepherd  !  lead  me  on  ; 

My  soul  disdains  to  fear. 
Death's  gloomy  phantoms  all  are  flown, 
Now  life's  great  Lord  is  near. 

HYMN  485.  o.  m. 

i.  IT^W  still  and  peaceful  is  the  o;rave  i 
Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
Th'  appointed  house,  by.heav'n's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 
Ee 


326  DEATH. 

2.  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease; 

There  passions  rage  no  more  ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  lie  bore. 

3.  There  rest  the  pris'ners,  now  releas'd 

From  slavery's  sad  abode  ; 
No  more  they  hear  th'  oppressor's  voice, 
Or  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4.  There,  servants,  masters,  small  and  great^ 

Partake  the  same  repose , 
And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  mix 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

5.  All,  levell'd  by  the  hand  of  death, 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb  ; 
Till  God,  in  judgment,  call  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  righteous  doom. 

HYMN  486.  c  m. 

1.  A  WAKF,  ye  saints  !  and  raise  your  eyes, 
•**    And  raise  your  voices  high  : 
Awake,  and  praise  your  Maker's  love, 

Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2.  Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near: 

Then  welcome  each  declining  dayr, 

Welcome  each  closing  year! 

3.  Not  many  )ears  their  round  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4.  Ye  wheels  of  nature  !  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  pow'rs  !  decay  : 
Sure  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 


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HYMN   487*    c.  u. 

1.  ^^rHILE  to  the  grave  our  friends  are  borne, 

™  '     Around  their  cold  remains 
How  all  the  tender  passions  mourn, 
And  each  fond  heart  complains  ! 

2.  But  down  to  earth,  alas  !  in  vain 

We  bend  our  weeping  eyes* 
Ah  1  let  us  leave  these  seats  of  pain, 
And  upwards  learn  to  rise. 

3.  Hope  cheerful  smiles  amid  the  gloom, 

And  beams  a  healing  ray ; 
And  guides  us  from  the  darksome  tomb, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

•f .  To  those  bright  courts  when  hope  ascends, 
She  calms  the  swelling  woe  ; 
In  hope  we  meet  our  happy  friends, 
And  tears  forget  to  flow. 

5.  Then  let  our  hearts  repine  no  more, 
That  earthly  comfort  dies  ; 
But  lasting  happiness  explore, 
Ana  ask  it  from  the  skies. 

HYMN  488,  c.  m, 

1.  Ylf  HEN  death  appears  before  my  sight, 
™  ™     In  all  his  dire  array  ; 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 

3.  How  shall  I  meet  this  potent  foe, 
Whose  frown  my  soul  alarms  ? 
Dark  horror  sits  upon  his  brow, 
And  vict'ry  waits  his  arms. 

3,  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  ! 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  lives  ; 


$2S  DEATH, 

Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly:, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

4.  O  may  I  meet  the  final  hour 

With  fortitude  divine  ! 
.Sustain'd  by  God's  almighty  pow% 
The  conquest  must  be  mine. 

5.  Lord !  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee  : 

Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust. 

6.  O  let  me  join  angelick  lays, 

And,  with  the  blissful  throng, 
Resound  salvation,  pow'r,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song  ! 


HYMN  489.  l.  m. 


IvTMTHEN  all  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fail, 
™  ™     When  sickness  shall  my  heart  assail; 
Shall  ev'ry  nobler  part  pervade, 
And  ev'ry  earthly  wish  shall  fade : 

?.  WThen  pain,  of  ev'ry  nerve  possest, 
Shall  vibrate  in  my  throbbing  breast ; 
And  languor  o'er  my  senses  steal, 
And  med'cine  lose  its  pow'r  to  heal : 

3.  When  my  dim  eyes  are  sunk  in  death, 
And  God,  who  gave,  shall  take  my  breathe 
Bo  thou  sustain  my  fainting  heart, 
And  comfort  to  my  soul  impart. 

*.  May  thy  bright  presence  bring  relief 
From  fear,  desponciency.  and  grief; 
Thy  cheering  voice  direct  my  way 
To  regions  of  eternal  day  I 


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HYMN  490.   f.   m. 

ft,  YlfHEN  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 
™  *     How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  liv'd  averse  from  sin  ! 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  path  attends, 
That,  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  endS| 
The  Christian's  joys  begin. 

2.  See  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow  ! 
See  bending  angels  downwards  bow, 

To  lift  his  soul  on  high  I 
While,  eager  for  the  blest  abode, 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God, 

Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

3.  No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes ; 

No  horror  wrests  the  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast : 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above, 

And  heals  his  soul  with  rest. 

4.  O  grant,  my  Saviour  and  my  friend  I 
Such  joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end, 

So  calm  my  ev'ning  close ; 
While,  loos'd  from  ev'ry  earthly  tie^ 
With  steady  confidence  I  fly 

To  thee  from  whom  I  rose  ! 

HYMN  401.  cm. 

i.  TTARK  !  from  on  high  a  solemn  voice  j. 
"■  Let  all  attentive  hear  ! 
'Twill  make  each  pious  heart  rejoice, 
And  vanquish  ev'ry  fear. 

%  M  Thrice  blessed  are  the  pious  dead, 
Who  in  the  Lord  shall  die  ; 
Their  weary  flesh,  as  on  a  bed, 
Safe  in  the  grave  shall  lie. 
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330  DEATH. 

3.  "  Their  holy  souls,  at  length  releas'd, 

To  ne&v  n  shall  take  their  flight ; 
There  to  enjoy  eternal  rest, 
And  infinite  delight. 

4.  "  They  chop  each  load  as  they  ascend, 

Ami  quit  this  world  of  woe  ; 
Their  labours  with  their  life  shall  end, 
Their  rest  no  period  know. 

5.  «  Their  conflicts  with  their  busy  foes 

For  evermore  shall  cease  > 
None  shall  their  happiness  oppose* 
Nor  interrupt  their  peace. 

6.  «  But  bright  rewards  shall  recompense 

Their  faithful  service  here  ; 
And  perfect  love  shall  banish  thence 
Each  gloomy  doubt  and  fear." 

HYMN  492.  l.  m. 

The  dying  Christian* 

1.  rpHE  hour  of  my  departure's  come  ; 

*     I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home 
At  last,  O  Lord  !  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2.  1  he  race  appointed  I  have  run  ; 
The  combat's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won  £ 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  record's  in  the  sky. 

3.  Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust; 
I  bow  before  thee  in  the  dust ; 

And  through  my  Saviour's  blood  alone? 
I  look  fcr  mercy  at  thy  throne, 

4.  I  leave  the  woild  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  held  so  dear^ 


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To  heal  their  sorrow,  Lord,  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  friend. 

5. 1  come,  I  come  at  thy  command  ; 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms  ! 

6.  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come  ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  : 
Now,  O  my  God  !  let  trouble  cease) 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 


HYMN  493.  p   m. 

1.  T^ITAL  spark  of  heav'nly  flame,    . 

*     Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lin^'ring,  flying : 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  f  ^nd  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2,  Hark  !  they  whisper ;  angels  say* 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away.** 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sisrht, 
Drowns  mv  spirit,  draws  my  breath* 
Tell  me^  my  soul,  can  this  be.  death  ? 

3»  The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears. 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 
Lend,  lend  your  wings  :  I  mount,  I  fty. 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 


8S2  IIESURUECTIOjN. 

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RESURRECTION. 


HYMN  494.  *.  m. 

V  J?  TERN  AL  God  !  how  frail  is  man ! 
■"    How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span  t 

Short,  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave. 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 

With  skill  to  fly  or  pow'r  to  save  t 

2.  But  shall  it,  therefore,  Lord  !  be  said, 
The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust  ? 
Or  if  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 
Sink  to  their  graves  and  turn  to  clay, 

Thou  hast  no  kindness  for  the  just! 

3.  Hast  thou  not  given  to  thy  Son 

.     An  endless  life,  a  heav'nly  crown  ? 

Why  then  should  flesh  and  sense  despair  ? 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  we  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4.  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain» 
Let  all  below  and  all  above 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 

And  each  repeat  their  loud  "  Amen.*' 

HYMN  495.  c  m. 

t.  DOW  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 
"       And  triumph  o'er  the  just, 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  ? 


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2v  Lo  I  I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades  ! 
The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears  : 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3.  I  hear  the  voice,  u  ye  dead,  arise,'3 

And  lo  1  the  graves  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

4.  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  mid-way  air  ; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King-, 
And  bow  before  him  there. 

5.  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 


HYMN  496.  l.  m. 

*.  "pATHER  of  all !  my  soul  defend  : 
■*■     On  thee  my  steadfast  hopes  depend. 
Thee  let  me  bless,  the  faithful  guide, 
Whose  counsels  o'er  my  life  preside. 

2,  Though  to  the  grave  I  must  descend, 
(For  thus  has  heav'n's  high  will  ordain'd) 
Yet  hope  e'en  there,  my  constant  guest, 
Shall  smooth  the  pillow  of  my  rest. 

3.  Though  death  awhile  reign  o'er  my  framej 
Thou  from  the  grave  my  life  wilt  claim  $ 
And,  to  my  eyes,  in  full  survey, 

The  op'ning  paths  of  life  display  : 

£>  Those  paths  that  to  thy  presence  bear ; 
For  plenitude  of  bliss  is  there  j 
And  pleasure's  streams,  unmix'd  with  woe* 
At  thy  right  hand  for  ever  flow. 


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HYMN  497,    l.  m. 

i»T¥fHAT  sinners  value,  I  resign  : 

™  ™     Lord  !  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  I 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2.  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  1  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  I 

3.  O  glorious  hour  •'  O  blest  abode  I 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul* 

4.  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise? 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 


HYMN  498,  l.  * 

i.  TVfO>  J'H  repine  at  death  no  more  ; 
-^    But,  calm  and  cheerful,  will  resign 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave, 
These  dying,  with'ring  limbs  of  mine. 

2,  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh, 

And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust : 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

3.  Break,  sacred  mornim  I  through  the  skies? 

And  usher   n  that  glorious  day. 
Come  quickly.  Lord  1  cut  short  the  hours  : 
Thy  ling'rmg  wheels,  how  long  they  stay  • 


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HYMN  499.  s.   m. 

f.    4  ND  must  this  body  die  ? 

-*■*   This  well-wrought  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ! 

2\  God.  my  Redeemer,  lives,  . 
And  e\er  from  the  skies 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  me  rise. 

3.  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shdll  all  his  servants  shine  ; 
And   fashion  *d  like  their  risen  head 
Be  heav'nly  and  divine. 

4.  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  : 
O  may  we  bless  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  grace  above  i 

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WOULD. 

HYMN  500.  c.  m. 

'*"  I~f EAV'N  has  confirm 'd  the  great  decree 
That  Adam's  race  must  die  : 
One  gen'ral  ruin  sweeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  dust  they  !ie. 

2.  Ye  living  men  the  tomb  survey, 
Where  you  must  quickly  dwell. 


3,30  JUDGMENT  AND  END. 

Hark,  how  the  awful  summons  sounds 
in  ev'ry  fun'ral  Knell ! 

3.  Once  you  must  die,  and  once  for  all : 

The  solemn  purport  weigh ; 
For  know,  that  heav'n  and  hell  are  hung 
On  that  important  day. 

4.  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd. 

Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see ; 
And  ev'ry  word,  and  ev'ry  thought 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

5.  O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Iriend ; 
And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death 
With  all  his  saints  ascend  ! 

HYMN  501.    l.m. 

1.  Ti/|  Y  waken'd  soul,  extend  thy  wings 
*"    Beyond  the  verge  of  mortal  things  ; 
See  this  vain  vcrld  in  smoke  dtcay, 
And  rocks  and  mountains  melt  away. 

2.  Behold  the  fiery  deluge  roll 

Through  heav'n's  wide  arch  from  pole  to  pole  ! 
Pale  sun,  no  more  thy  lustre  boast ; 
Tremble  and  fall,  ye  starry  host. 

3.  The  wreck  of  nature  all  around, 

The  angel's  shout,  the  trumpet's  sound, 
Loud  the  descending  Judge  proclaim, 
And  echo  his  tremendous  name. 

4.  Children  of  Adam,  all  appear 
With  rev'rence  round  his  awful  bar  ; 
For,  as  his  lips  pronounce*  ye  go 
To  endless  bliss  or  unknown  woe. 

5.  Lord  !  to  my  eyes  the  scene  display, 
Frequent  through  each  returning  day  ; 


OF  THE  WORLD. 

And  let  thy  grace  my  soul  pflepare 
To  meet  its  full  redemption  there  ! 


HYMN  502.  c.  m. 

1.  HPHE  day  approaches,  O  my  soul ! 

■*     The  great  decisive  day, 
Which  from  the  verge  of  mortal  life 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2.  Another  day  more  awful  dawns, 

And,  10,  the  Judge  appears. 
Ye  heav'ns,  retire  before  bis  face  ; 
And  sink,  ye  darken'd  stars. 

3.  Yet  does  one  short  preparing  hour, 

Oue  precious  hour  remain  : 
Rouse  thee,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  pow'r, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

4.  With  me, my  brethren  soon  must  die, 

And  at  his  bar  appear: 
Then  be  our  intercourse  improv'd 
To  mutual  comfort  here. 

£•  For  this,  thy  temple,  Lord  !  we  throng  ; 
For  this,  thy  board  surround. 
Here  may  our  service  be  approv'd, 
And  in  thy  presence  crown'd. 


HYMN  503.  p.  m. 

$.,  rPHE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 

-»   Calls  the  south  nations, and  aw  akes  the  north; 

From  east  to  west  his  sov'reign  orc.ers  spread, 

Through  distant  woi Ids  and  regions  of  the  dead. 

The   trumpet   sounds :    hell    trembles  ;  heav'n 

rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads, ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 
F   F 


33B  JUDGMENT  AND  END 

2.  No  more  shall  atheists  mock,  his  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day  I 

.    Behold, the  Judge  descends!  his  guards  are  nigh; 
Tempests  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him  : 
While  sinners  tremble ;  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

3.  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wise; 
Awake,  betore  this  dreadful  morning  rise. 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  wicked  ways 

amend  ; 

Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend.. 

Then  join  the  saints  ;  wake  ev'ry  cheertul 
passion : 

When  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  sal- 
vation. 

HYMN  504.  t.  m. 

1,  HPHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  : 

■-    Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hopes  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2,  They  dare  rehearse  his  awful  name 

With  lips  of  talsehood  and  deceit; 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 

And  sooth  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

3,  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 

Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face ; 

They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongues, 

But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4?.  And,  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure  and  sin  the  more; 
They  think,  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they ; 
And  put  far  off  the  evil  hour. 

9.  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes! 


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Anguish  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rise. 


HYMN  505*  p.  m. 

1.  T  O  !  he  cometh  !  countless  trumpets 
*      Blow  »o  raise  the  sleeping  dead  ; 
Midst  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 

See  their  great  exalted  head. 
Hallelujah, 

Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God. 

3.  Ev'ry  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 
Heav'n  and  earth  shall  flee  away. 

All,  who  hate  him,  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day ; 

Come  to  judgment ! 

Come  to  judgment !  come  away  ! 

3.  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  povv'rs  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee. 
Careless  sinner, 

What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4.  But  to  those,  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  come  near,  ye  blessed, 

"  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 
<*  You  for  ever 

"  Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

5.  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise  { 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 

S  ighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise. 
May  we  triumph, 

When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze ! 


UQ  JUDGMENT  AND  END 

HYMN  506.  l.  m. 

l.HPHE  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 
-■■     Avv'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command; 
Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust, 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

2.  Behold  the  awful  books  display'd, 

Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  heavVs  unerring  pen. 

3.  To  ev'ry  soul  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  : 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  ; 

No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard, 

4.  Lord  !  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  ; 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enroll'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love  1 

HYMN  507.  f.  m. 

Transitory  nature  and  end  of  the  'world, 

1.  ^PRING  up,  my  soul,  with  ardent  flighty 
^   Nor  let  this  earth  delude  thy  sight 

With  glitt'ring  trifleS?  gay  and  vain. 
Wisdom  divine  directs  thy  view 
To  objects  ever  grand  and  new 

And  faith  displays  the  shining  train. 

2.  Be  dead,  my  hopes,  to  all  below  ; 
Nor  let  unbounded  torrents  flow, 

When  mourning  o'er  my  wither'd  joys/ 
So  this  deceitful  world  is  known  : 
Possess'd,  I  call  it  not  my  own, 

Nor  glory  in  its  painted  toys. 


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8.  The  empty  pageant  rolls  along  ; 
The  giddy  inexperienc'd  throng 

Pursue  it  with  enchanted  eyes  : 
It  passeth  in  swift  march  away  ; 
Still  more  and  more  its  charms  decay, 

Till  the  last  gaudy  colour  dies. 

4»  My  God  !  to  thee  my  soul  shall  turn ; 
To  thee  my  noblest  passions  burn, 

And  drink  in  bliss  from  thee  alone. 
I  fix  on  that  unchanging  home, 
Where  never-fading  pleasures  bloom, 

Fresh-springing  round  thy  radiant  throne. 


HYMN  508.  cm. 

1.  TTrHY  should  this  world  delight  us  so  ? 

™  ™     Why  should  we  fix  our  eyes 
On  these  low  grounds,  where  sorrows  grow, 
And  ev'ry  pleasure  dies  ? 

2.  While  time  his  sharpest  teeth  prepares, 

Our  comforts  to  devour  ; 
There  is  a  land  above  the  stars, 
And  joys  above  his  pow'r. 

3.  Nature  shall  be  dissolv'd  and  die  * 

The  sun  must  end  his  race  j 
The  earth  and  sea  for  ever  fly 
Beiore  my  Maker's  face. 

4.  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rise. 

When  the  last  trumpet's  sound 
Shall  call  the  nations  to  the  skies, 
From  underneath  the  ground  ? 

F  F  2 


.843  HEAVEN, 

XXX, 
HE  WEN. 

HYMN  509*  l.  M. 

1.  nnO  heav'n,  my  longing  soul !  aspire, 

-*-    And  soar  aloft  with  strong  desire. 
Here  choose  thy  lot,  here  fix  thy  rest, 
And  aim  for  ever  to  be  blest. 

2,  Still  keep  yon  blissful  world  in  view, 
And  close  the  glorious  chase  pursue  ; 
The  way  leads  up  to  rest  above, 

.Through  paths  of  purity  and  love* 

3.  This  track  pursue  with  ardent  zeal  ; 
Each  lust  subdue,  each  foe  repel ; 

Still  stretch  thy  wings,  and  upwards  rise-: 
Eternal  glory  is  the  prize  ! 

HYMN  510.  c.  m. 

1. 1VTOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  earth  hath  heartf, 
-^    Nor  sense  nor  reason  known. 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

%  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

-3,  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4,  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 


HEAVEN.  «3*3 


Kone  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
Bat.  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

Su  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life  ; 
There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground, 

HYMN  51  f;  s.  m. 

1.  T^  AR  from  these  scenes  of  nighty 
-*     Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight* 
Unknown  10  mortal  eyes. 

52.  Fair  land  !  could  mortal  eyes 
But  half  its  charms  explore  ; 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  risev 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more  1 

3.  There  sickness  never  comes  ; 

There  grief  no  more  complains  ; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom^ 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 

4.  No  strife,  nor  envy  there 

The  sons  of  peace  molest  ; 
But  harmony  and  love  sincere 
Fill  ev'ry  happy  breast. 

5.  No  cloud  those  regions  know, 

For  ever  bright  and  fair  ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

6.  There's  no  alternate  night, 

Nor  sun's  faint  sickly  ray  ; 
But  glory,  from  th'  eternal  throne, 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

7.  Oh  !  may  this  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love  ; 


3*4  HEAVEN. 

Mav  lively  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  ev'ry  thought  above  ! 


HYMN  512-  p.  m. 

Jt,  l^|N  wings  of  faith,  mount  up  my  soul  and  rise, 
"  "  View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  skies. 
Nor  heart  "can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue  can  tell, 
What  endless  pleasures  in  those  mansions  dwell. 
Hereour  Redeemer  lives, all  bright  and  glorious; 
O'er  sin  and  death  and  hell  he  reigns  victorious. 

2,  No  gnawing  grief,  no  sad  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  blest  countryman  admission  gain  ; 
No  sorrow  there,  no  soul-tormenting  fear ; 
For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling  tear, 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

3.  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  glides ; 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 

Its  blooming  head,  and  sov'reign  virtue  bears* 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  Sec. 

HYMN   513.  c.  m. 

1.  XTE  golden  lamps  of  heav'n  !  farewell, 

-*-    With  all  your  feeble  light. 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night ! 

2.  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  array'd  1 
My  soul,  which  springs  beyond  thy  sphete3 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

3.  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Oi  my  divine  abode, 
The  pa  vement  of  those  heav'nly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God.   • 


HEAVEN.  340 

4.  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display  ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvary'd  day. 

5.  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes  ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline 
Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 

6.  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  share 
With  infinite  delight. 

HYMN  514.  l.  m. 

i.T^ROM  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west, 
■-     Advance  the  myriads  of  the  blest ; 
From  ev'ry  clime  of  earth  they  come, 
And  find  in  heav'n  a  common  home. 

2.  Howe'er  divided  here  below, 

One  bliss,  one  spirit  now  they  know  ; 
And,  all  their  doubts  and  darkness  o'er, 
One  common  Parent  now  adore. 

3.  On  earth,  according  to  their  light. 
They  strove  to  practise  what  was  right ; 
Hence  all  their  errors  are  forgiv'n, 
And  Jesus  welcomes  them  to  heav'n. 

4.  See,  how  along  th'  immortal  meads 
His  glorious  host  the  Saviour  leads  ! 
And  brings  the  myriads  none  can  county 
To  seats  of  joy  on  Zion's  mount  I 

HYMN  515.  c.  m. 

1. ]WTOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
-^    The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  j 


346  HEAVEN. 

Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word, 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  : 

2.  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3.  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels,  cloth'd  in  light  I 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight  \ 

4.  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there. 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heav'n  ! 
And  God,  tie  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  num'fous  sins  forgiv'n. 

5.  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead., 

But  one  communion  make  « 
All  join  in  Christ,  the  living  head, 
And  heav'niy  joys  partake. 

6.  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest ! 
The  man  that  dwells*  where  Jesus  is) 
Must  be  for  ever  blest. 

HYMN  516,  cm. 

1.  r<OME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
^   Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue!; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heav'h  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

%.  Sqriow,  and  pain,  and  ev'ry  care, 
And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy  and  love  sincere 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3.  The  soul,  from  sin  for  ever  free, 
Shall  mourn  its  pow'r  no  more  ; 


HE  WEN.  3*? 

But,  cloth'd  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4.  There  on  a  throne,  how  dazzling  bright, 

in'  exaited  Saviour  smnes, 
And  beams  ineffable  delignt 
On  ail  the  heav'nly  minds. 

5.  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  Bongs, 
And  endless  honours  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

6.  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  th'  angolick  choir. 


HYMN  517,  c  m. 

1.  VOW  let  a  true  a'mbition  rise, 

-^    And  ardour  fire  our  breasts, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 
In  heav'nly  glories  drest. 

2.  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  display, 
W-iose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shirt, 
While  suns  and  stars  decay. 

3.  No  more  I  seek  for  transient  goo^, 

Nor  longer  call  it  mine  : 
I  spring  to  seize  superior  joys, 
Immortal  and  divine* 

4.  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
Nor  shall  ye  want  the  goods  of  earth, 
While  heav'n  is  kept  in  view. 


348  HEAVEN. 

HYMN  518*  c.  * 

l.HPHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
■*     W  nere  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

3.  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  flow'rs. 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea.  divides 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3.  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  floods 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roli'd  between. 

4.  But  tim'ruus  mortals  start  and  shrink,. 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger,  shiv'ring,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

3.  O  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise  ; 
Aiid  view  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes ! 

6.  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er : 
Not  Jordan's  stPtam,  nor  death's  cold  flood., 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

HYMN  519,  c.  m. 

4.  rPHOSE  happy  realms  of  joy  and  peace, 

fain  would  my  heart  explore, 
Where  griet  and  pain  forever  cease, 
And  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

'2.  No  darkness  there  shall  cloud  the  eyes, 
No  languor  seize  the  frame  ; 


HEAVEN.  349 

But  ever  active  vigour  rise 
To  feed  the  vital  flame. 

3.  But  ah  !  a  dreary  vale  between-, 
Extends  its  awful  gloom  : 
Fear  spreads,  to  hide  the  distant  scene, 
The  horrors  of  the  tomb. 

<fc.  O  for  the  eye  of  faith  divine, 
To  pierce  beyond  the  grave  ! 
To  see  that  friend,  and  call  him  mine. 
Whose  arm  is  strong  to  save  ! 

5.  Here  fix,  my  soul !  for  life  is  here  ; 
Light  breaks  amid  the  gloom. 
Trust  in  Jehovah's  love,  nor  fear 
The  horrors  of  the  tomb. 


HYMN   520*  l.  tf. 

1.  "I^ROM  this  world's  joys  and  senseless  mirth, 
•*     O  come,  my  soul !  in  haste  retire  ; 
Assume  the  grandeur  of  thy  birth, 

And  to  thy  native  heav'n  aspire. 

2.  'Tis  heav'n  alone  can  make  thee  blest, 

Can  ev'ry  -wish  and  want  supply  ; 
Thy  joy,  thy  crown,  thy  endless  rest, 
Are  all  above  the  lofty  sky. 

3.  Eternal  mansions  !  bright  array  I 

O  blest  exchange  !  transporting  thought! 
Free  from  th'  approaches  of  decay, 
Or  the  least  shadow  of  a  spot. 

4.  There  shall  mortality  no  more 

Its  wide  extended  empire  boast ; 
Forgotten  all  its  dreadful  pow'r, 
In  life's  unbounded  ocean  lost. 

G   G 


350  HEAVEN, 

5.  There  dwells  the  sov'reign  Lord  of  all, 
The  God  that  all  the  worlds  adore ; 
With  whom  is  bliss  that  cannot  pall. 
And  joys  that  last  for  evermore. 


FINIS. 


A  TABLE 

TO  FIND  ANY  HYMN  BY  THE 
FIRST  LINE. 


Page. 

ABSURD  and  vain  attempt  !  to  bind       -  239 

Again  the  Lord  of  Light          -           -  255- 

Ah  !  see  him  writhe,  and  bleed,  and  die  106 

Ah  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain         -  198- 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed             -  106 

All  earthly  charms,  however  dear         -  187 

All-glorious  God!  what  hymns  of  praise     -  86 

AH-pow'rful,  self-existent  God         -           -  25 

All  praise  to  thee,  my  God  !  this  night       -  271 

All-seeing  God  !  'tis  thine  to  know           -  23$ 

Almighty  Father  !  gracious  Lord         r        -  19 

Almighty  God,  thy  pow'riul  word             -  27 

Almighty  Lord  of  all               «.               -  151 

Amazing,  beauteous  change           «-           -  130 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears           +  138 

And  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God         -  105 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord         -  65 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love            -  94, 

And  must  this  body  die          -           -           -  335 

And  shall  we  still  be  slaves         -            -  109 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God         -         -  287 

Angel,  roll  the  rock  away             -              -  114 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done        -         -  252 

Are  not  thy  mercies  sov'reign  still          .  135 

Arise  my  tend'rest  thoughts,  arise    %          -  161 

Assist  us,  Lord,  thy  name  to  praise         *•  201 

As  various  as  the  moon             -             -  307 

Attend,  my  soul,  with  awe             -            ^  17 p 

Attend  ye  children  of  your  God        -        -  2&0 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Page. 

Author  of  good  !  we  rest  on  thee          -  1*8 

Author  of  life  and  bliss         -  97 

Awake,  my  soul  f  and  with  the  sun           -  270 

Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes     -         -  165 

Awake  my  soul  !  rouse  ev'ry  pow'r         -  222 

Awake  my  soul !  stretch  ev'ry  nerve         -  199 

Awake,  our  souls!  away  our  fears       -         -  198 

Awake,  ye  saints  !  and  raise  your  eyes     -  326 

Awake,  ye  saiiats,  to  praise  your  King         -  245 

Away  from  ev'ry  mortal  care         -        -  251 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne         -  1 

**-*'    Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay             -  9 

Behold,  O  Israel's  God              -             -  162 

Behold,  th'  amazing  sight             -             -  101 

Behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  of  God         -  108 

Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive         -  78 

Behold  the  gloomy  vale             -             -  325 

Behold !  the  iofty  sky             -             -           -  141 

Behold  the  morning  sun            -             -  140 

Behold  the  path  which  mortals  tread         *  320 

behold  the  Prince  of  peace              -             &  82 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind               -  105 

Behold,  where,  breathing  love         -          -  236 

Behold,  where  in  a  mortal  form             *  94 

Beset  with  snares  on  ev'ry  hand         -         -  156 

Bless'd  be  th' eternal  God            -             -  117 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls,  who  see         -  196 

Blest  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart            -  195 

Blest  be  the  tie,  that  binds         -             -  240 

Blest  Instructor!  from  thy  ways             •  171 

Blest  is  the  man,  whose  heart  expands         *  237 

Blest  is  the  man,  whose  heart  is  kind      -  232 

Bright  source  of  everlasting  love           -  234 

By  various  maxims,  form's,  and  rules        -  203 

CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young  302 

Cfrnsta  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to  day        -  1  T$ 


TABLE  OP  FIRST  LINES. 

Page, 

Come  gracious  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove        -  131 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  90 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove             *  132 

Come,  let  our  mournful  songs  record        •  99 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise       -         -  246 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs         ->  J 03 

Come  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God     -  261 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high         -           -  101 

Come,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  try         -  230 

Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart  346 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice  89 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad         -         -  -8 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest         •  91 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord         -             -  179 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord             -  291 

Courage,  my  soul !  while  God  is  near        -  221 

DAUGHTERS  of  pity,  tune  the  lay      .  237 

Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord       -  293 

Dost  thou  my  worthless  name  record         -  197 

Tf  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay          -  251 

■"   "  Eat,  drink,  in  mem'ry  of  your  friend"  262 

Eternal  and  immortal  King         -         -         -  211 

Eternal  God,  almighty  cause         -             -  209 

Eternal  God  !  how  frail  is  man             -         -  332 

Eternal  Sire,  enthron'd  on  high         -          -  305 

Eternal  source  of  ev'ry  joy         -  48 

Eternal  Spirit,  source  of  light         -           -  136 

"C1  A  IT  H  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss  202 

*-     Far  from  these  scenes  of  night      -         -  343 

Far  hence  each  superstition  vain     -           -  144 

u  Father  divine,"  the  Saviour  cried     -         -  96 

Father,  1  bless  thy  gentle  hand        -         -  309 

Father  of  all  !  eternal  mind         -         -         -  147 

Father  of  all  !  my  soul  defend         -           -  333 

Father  of  all !  whose  caies  extend         -  150 

G  G   2 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Pagq. 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord        »        -  116 

Father  of  men  !  thy  care  we  bless         «  242 

Father  of  mercies  !  God  of  love         -          -  151 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word          -         -  143 

Father  of  our  feeble  race             -              -  233 

Firm  was  my  health v  my  clay  was  bright     -  295 

For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord         -          -  135 

Forsake,  my  soul !  the  tents  of  sin         -  182 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns         -         -  254 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies         -  4 

From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west  345 

From  this  world's  joys  and  senseless  mirth  349 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  most  high             -  76 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise         -  4 
Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  lame         -           -     26 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears             -  60 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high  7 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high         -  1 1 

God  in  the  Gospel  of  his  Son         -             -  146 

God  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise  33 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints              -          -  59 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way       -  57 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope         -         .  154 

God  of  eternity  !  from  thee             -             -  321 

God  ol  mercy  !  God  of  grace       -         -          -  171 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  clays        -  216 

God  of  my  mercy,  and  my  praise       -            -  96 

God  of  our  lives  !  thy  constant  care         -  275 

God,  to  correct  the  world             -              -  279 

God,  who  is  just  and  kind      -             -         -  136 

Grace,  'tis  a  ciiarming  sound         -  43 

Greatest  of  beings,  source  of  life         -           -  55 

Great  Father  of  mankind              -              -  248 

Great  framer  of  unuumber'd  worlds     -       -  282 

Great  G  ;d,  arise  and  shine              -  128 

Great  God,  at  whose  all-pow'rful  call     -  51 

.Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou      -         -  2<£ 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Page. 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim         *  154 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view         -  22 

Great  God  !  our  joyful  thanks  to  thee       -  216 

Great  God  !  the  nations  of  the  earth            -  127 

Great  God  !  thy  peerless  excellence     -       -  210 

Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand       -  274 

Great  God  !  whilst  I  thy  love  admire         -  235 

Great  God  !  whose  all  pervading  eye         -  192 

Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway       -         *  127 

Great  Lord  of  angels!  we  adore         -         •-  289 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame              -  313 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies     -            -  59 

Great  source  of  life,  our  souls  confess         -  17 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great      -       -  124 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews  193 

Had  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say         -  285 

Hail,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good       -  46 

Hail,  happy  morn  !  whose  early  ray         -  256 

Happy  is  he,  whose  early  years         -           -  303 

Happy  the  heart,  where  graces  reign         -  Q  14 

Happy  the  man.  whose  wishes  climb          -  207 

Happy  the  men,  whom  strength  divine        -  246 

Hark  !  from  on  high  a  solemn  voice     -         -  329 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound       -  316 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  conies  69 

Hark  i  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy            -  102 

Hark  \  'tis  our  heav'nly  Leader's  voice          -  l  lo 

Hark !  what  celestial  notes           -             -  71 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies      -         -  H2 

Heav'n  has  confirmed  the  great  decree         -  335 

High  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God         -         -  1 1 

High  let  us  swell  our  tuneful  notes           -  72 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  the  name         -             -  32 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord          -  8 
Hosannah  !  let  us  join  to  sing         -             -117 

Hosannah  to  the  Son              .               -  104 


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Hosannah  with  a  cheerful  sound         -         -  268 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord         -  67 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet         -               -  81 

How  blest  the  man,  how  more  than  blest       -  186 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie,  that  binds       -         -  241 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice,  to  hear     -         -  244 

How  gracious  and  how  wise         -             -  308 

How  happy  is  the  man,  who  hears     -           -  188 

How  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign       -  332 

How  long  shall  dreams  of  creature-bliss       -  160 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine         -       ~  145 

How  rich  are  thy  provisions,  Lord           -  265 

How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King     -           -  277 

How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave     -         -  325 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls          -  319 

How  various  and  how  new     -             -         -  177 

How  vast  is  the  tribute  I  owe         -              -  294 

How  well  our  great  Preserver  knows         -  310 

I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries     -         -  295" 

I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word              -  141 

I  love  thy  Zion,  Lord         -              -  245 

I  want  a  principle  within              -             -  190 

Jf  high  or  low  our  station  be                       -  229 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize         -  225 

I'll  praise  my  Maker,  whilst  I've  breath     -  5 

Immortal  Goct  \  on  thee  we  call  77 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light         -               -  221 

Indulgent  Father  J  how  divine             -  10 

Indulgent  God  !  whose  bounteous  care     -  272 

Indulgent  God  !  with  pitying  eye     -             -  162 

In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand         -  17 

In  raptures  let  our  hearts  ascend          -  119 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid         -           -  269 

In  sweet  exalted  strains         -  2^7 

Interval  of  grateful  sha^e              -             -  273 

In  vain  my  roving  thoughts  would  find        -  157 


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In  vain  would  boasting  reason  fina 


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TESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
**    Jesus  invites  his  saints 
Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies 
Jesus,  our  triumphant  Head 
Jesus  snail  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Join  all  the  glorious  names 
Joy  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come 


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[    ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears         -  145 

-*^  Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join          -  142 

Let  av'rice,  borne  from  shore  to  shore       -  143 

Let  coward  guilt  with  pallid  fear  68 

Let  ev'ry  ear  attend              -             -  90 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak         -  43 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be             *■  63 

Let  party  names  no  more         -              -  239 

Let  Pharisees  of  nigh  esteem         -             -  231 

Let  sorrow,  Lord,  my  bosom  fill         -         »  200 

L«t  the  high  heav'ns  your  songs  invite         -  47 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie             .  52 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  huur         -            -  299 

Lo  1  he  comes,  from  heav'n  descending       -  123 

Lo  !  he  cometh  !  countless  trumpets         -  339 

Lo  !  what  a  pleasing  sight         ...  243 

Long  as  I  live,  I'll  bless  thy  name              -  12 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee         -             -  29 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing             ,-  257 

Lord,  dost  thou  shew  a  corner-stone             ,.  204 

Lord,  in  this  vale  of  tears             -             -  315 

Lord  ot  my  life  !  O  may  thy  praise         -         -  268 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows         -  253 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above              -              „  247 
Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through    ^8 

Lord  !  thou  wilt  near  me  when  I  pray       -  27&- 


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Lord  1  'tis  a  pleasant  thing,  to  stand  --  249 
Lord  !  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name         -  324 

Lord  !  we  have  wander'd  from  thy  way  -  1 74 
Lord  !  what  our  ears  have  heard  -  -  259 
Lord,  when  iniquities  abound         -  -  166- 

Lord,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  surveys      -      & 

AKER,  and  sov'reign  Lord         -  -    125 

Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires        -  158 

Mark  the  soft-falling  sncw             -             -  133 

Mark  !  when  tempestuous  winds  arise         -  224 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heav'n         -  208 

Must  friends  and  kindred  droop  and  die       -  298 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord     -          -  9$ 

My  Father  !  cheering  name         -               -  217 

My  God  !  and  is  thy  table  spread         -        «  26 6 

My  Gotl,  how  endless  is  thy  love       *        «  267 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope         *            *  505 

My  God,  my  hope  I  if  thou  art  mine  m  31$ 
My  God,  my  life,  thy  various  praise        w        •    2 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love          »  183 

My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be        »            •  228 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face  •  «  156 
My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise       -        *    38 

My  God,  what  blessings  round  me  shone  -  20 
My  God,  whose  all-pervading  eye         -         -313 

My  gracious  God,  accept  my  pray'r  *  225 
My  heart  and  ways,  O  God             -              -29 

My  hope,  my  portion,  and  my  God          *•  134* 

My  Maker,  and  my  King           -               -  15 

My  soul,  before  thy  Maker  bow         +        ~  210 

My  soul,  praise  the  Lord  14 

My  soui,  repeat  his  praise         -  41 

My  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come         -       -  293 

My  waken'd  sow,  extend  thy  wings         -  336 


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AKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came        -      310 
No,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more        -       -32*4 


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Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  earth  hath  heard    -  342 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth         -         -  1 82 

Not  from  relentless  fate's  dark  womb         -  61 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord          -            -  345 

Now  begin  the  heav'nly  theme               -  88 

Now  be  that  sacrifice  survey'd         -             -  109 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein         -  87 
Now,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood         -         -  303 

Now   in  the  hour  of  deep  distress       -        -  98 

Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise         -             -  347 

Now  let  my  soul  with  transport  rise         -  110 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive          -  291 

Now  let  our  songs  address  the  God  of  peace  286 

Now  let  our  voices  join              -             -  180 

Now  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains        -  107 

Now  may  the  God  of  grace  and  pow'r         -  282 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song         -             -  82 

f\  blessed  souls  are  they         -             -  176 

"  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul         -          -  16 

O  come,  behold  a  scene  of  dread              -  280 

Of  justice  and  of  truth  I  sing             -             -  242 

Oft  have  I  turn'd  my  eye  within             -  227 

O  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King           -  231 

O  God  of  Jacob,  by  whose  hand           -         -  149 

O  happiness,  thou  pleasing  dream             -  185 

O  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high               -  183 

O  hear  me,  Lord  !  on  thee  1  call             -  301 

O  !  how  my  fears  the  dargers  move     -         -  164 

O  Lord  1  my  best  desires  fulfil         -          -  218 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told         -         -  281 

O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  king            -            -  18 

One  there  is,  above  all  others  88 

On  Judah's  plains  as  shepherds  sat          -  -  71 
On  wings  of  faith,  mount  up  my  soul  and  rise  344- 

Oppress'd  with  guilt,  or  grief,  or  care     -  169 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord  !  prepare  a  new  song  -     5 


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O  that  the  Lord  would  ruide  my  ways         -  139 

O  the  delights*  the  neav'nly  joys         -         -  123 

O  thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne         -  290 
O  thou  that  hear'^t  whet)  sinners  cry     -         -  168 

O  thou,  the  wretehed's  sure  retreat          -  H 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight     -       -  155 

O  thou,  whow   scales  the  mountains  weigh  '£23 

O  thou,  whose  tender  mercy  hears           -  172 

O  'tis  a  lovely  thing  to  see         -  223 

O  turn,  great  Ruler  of  the  skies         -         -  174 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground     -         -  199 

Our  Father,  thron'd  above  the  sky           -  213 

Our  God     our  help  in  ages  past         -         -  323 

Our  souis  with  pleasing  wonder  view         -  40 

O  what  stupendous  mercy  shines       -         -  234 

O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice         -           -           -  129 

T>AREN  r  of  all,  Omnipotent         -           -  240 

-*-     Parent  of  good  !  thy  works  of  might       -  215 

Peace,  all  ye  sorrows  of  the  heart     -       -  119 

Peace,  my  complaining  heart          -          -  292 

Peace  !  the  welcome  sound  proclaim         -  286 

Perpetual  source  of  light  and  grace         -  170 

Pity  the  nations  O  our  God         -  267 

Praise,  happy  land  !  Jehovah's  name     -         -  276 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise         —          -  306 

Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator         -         -  252 

Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might         -  137 

Piaise  to  the  Lord,  who  bo\<s  his  ear         -  284 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  good  to  raise        -  33 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  who  reigns  above         -  74 

"  Proclaim,"  said  Christ,  *l  God's  wondrous  258 

Providence,  profusely  kind         -  308 

Tl  AISE   thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye  167 

•*-*■  Raise  your  triumphant  songs         -         -  70 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King                             *  122 

Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high       -        -  118 


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Remark,  my  soul  1  the  narrow  bounds         •  275 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return         -           -  Z29 

SALVATION,  O  the  joyful  sound      -      -  86 

Searcher  of  hearts  I  to  thee         -         -  173 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand         *>         -  259 

See  what  a  living  stone       -             -          -  115 

Shall  I  forsake  that  heav'nly  Friend         -  205 

Shew  pity,  Lord!  O  Lord  forgive       -         -  167 

Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God                   •  66 

Should  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field     -       -  314 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims        -  207 

Sinners  !  the  voice  of  God  regard         -         -  159 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express         -          -  189 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong         -         -  31 

Sons  of  Adam !  join  to  raise             -  75 

Sov'reign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand             -  296 

Spring  up,  my  soul,  with  ardent  flight         -  340 

Supreme  and  universal  light             -  VdZ 

Sure  the  blest  comforter  is  nigh         -         -  138 

Sure  there's  a  righteous  God           -  62 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice  which  speaks       -  175 

Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace       -  39 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King     -       -  254 

npEACH  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord  !  thy  way  139 

-■"    Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  317 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive         -         -  257 

That  awful  hour  will  soon  appear             -  319 

The  darken'd  sky,  how  thick  it  low'rs         -  311 

The  day  approaches,  O  my  soul         -             -  337 

The  evils  that  beset  our  path         -             -  312 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name             -         -  318 

The  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth  337 

The  God  of  love,  will  sure  indulge         •         -  297 

The  God,  who  once  to  Israel  spoke         -  111 

The  heart:  dejected,  si^hs  to  know  35 

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The  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads        -  92 
The  Lord,  how  fearful  is  his  name         -         -      53 

The  Lord,  how  kind  are  all  his  ways          -  173 

The  Lord  into  his  vineyard  comes         -        -  1 66 

The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name     -         -  248 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  66 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns  supremely  great  54 

The  Lord  of  life,  with  glory  crown 'cl         -  121 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  338 

The  man  is  ever  blest              -             -         -  1 6S 

The  man,  whose  firm  and  equal  mind       -  227 

The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust         -  340 

The  morning  flow'rs  display  their  sweets  323 

The  promises  I  sing             -             -          -  36 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love               -  266 

There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high         -         -  186 

There  is  a  God  all  nature  speaks              -  45 

There  is  aland  of  pure  delight         -             -  348 

The  rising  morn,  the  closing  day             -  50 

The  Saviour  calls  ;  let  ev'ry  ear         -             -  92 

The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame         -         -  100 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high  44 

The  swift  declining  day         -               -          -  321 

Th*  eternal  Sov'reign  from  on  high         -  78 

The  trav'ller  lost  in  night             -             -  178 

They,  that  have  made  their  refuge  God        -  64 

Thine  influence,  Lord !  is  felt         -             -  132 

This  feast  was  Jesus'  high  behest        -  262 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made         -  255 

Those  happy  realms  of  joy  and  peace     -  348 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God       -         -  194 

Though  nature's  voice  you  must  obey        -  301 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height         -  214 

Thou,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen            -  80 

Thou,  Lord,  through  ev'ry  changing  scene  316 
Thou  pow'r  supreme,  by  whose  command  we  live  1 5 

Thou  suit'st,  O  Lord,  thy  righteous  ways  35 


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Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heav'n  2 1 1 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene         -  56 

Th'  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee         -         -  19S 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  272 

Thus  God  th'  eternal  Father,  spake         -  126 

Thus  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent         -  289 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love  37 

Thy  gracious  favour,  Lord  1  display           -  284 

Thy  presence,  everlasting  God         -         -  257 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come             -       -  202 

'Tis  finish'd ! — so  the  Saviour  cried         -  103 

To  calm  the  sorrows  of  the  mind         -         -  61 

To  God,  the  only  wise         -              -             -  f34 

To  heav'n  my  longing  soul  !  aspire       -         -  342 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine              -             -  322 

To  thee  let  my  first  off'rings  rise         -         -  270 

To  thee,  my  God  !  my  days  are  known         -  30 

To  thee,  O  God  !  my  pray'r  ascends     -  152 

To  thee,  O  God  !  we  homage  pay         -         -  80 

To  those  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord          -  75 

To  your  Creator  God              -             -  6 

Triumphant,  Lord  1  thy  goodness  reigns     -  38 

'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord           -         -  147 

'Twas  for  our  sake,  eternal  God  99 

'Twas  God  who  hurl'd  the  rolling  spheres     -  27 

'Twas  on  that  dreadful,  doleful  night          -  261 

TP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high          -  42 

^    Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes             -  63 

*V"AST  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord         -  58 

™     Vital  spark  of  heav'nly  flame     -         -  331 

^IVEAKY  of  these  low  scenes  of  night     -  313 

We  feel  thy  awful  chast'ning  rod            -  280 

Welcome  the  hope  of  Israel's  race         -         -  74 

We  praise  the  Lord  for  heav'nly  bread         -  265 

We  sing  th'  almighty  pow'r  of  God           -  46 

We  sing  the  wise,  the  gracious  plan             -  85 


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What  eyes  like  thine,  eternal  Sire         -         -  34 
"What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page         -         -145 

What  mean  these  jealousies  and  fears         -  2G6 

What  sinners  value,  I  resign             -             -  334 

What  strange  perplexities  arise         -         -  190 

What  works  of  wisdom,  pow'r  and  love         -  79 

When  Abrah'm  full  of  sacred  awe         -         -  283 

When  all  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fail       -         -  328 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God         -         -  20 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch 'd  away       -  299 

When  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind  206 

When  death  appears  before  my  sight           -  327 

When  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears         -         -  185 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name       -  176 

When  1  can  read  my  title  clear               -  181 

When  I  with  curious  eyes  survey         -         -  31 

When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine         -         -  158 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay       -           -95 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er       -  S29 

When  o'er  the  Hodden  paths  of  life           -  297 

When  overwhelm'd  with  grief         -              -  220 

When  present  sufferings  pain  my  heart       -  218 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death       -         -  169 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay  226 

Where  high  the  heavn'ly  temple  stands     -  121 

Wherewi.h  shall  I  approach  the  Lord     -     -  249 

While  beauty  clothes  the  fertile  vale           -  50 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll         -       -  184 

While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  aiound  278 

WThile  thee  1  seek  protecting  pow'r          -  212 

While  to  the  grave  our  friends  are  borne     -  327 

Whilst  sinners,  who  presume  to  bear         -  195 

Who,  gracious  Father  !  can  complain         -  56 

Who  shall  against  the  Lord  prevail       -         -  1 6 1 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heav'nly  place         -  191 

Why  is  my  heart  with  grief  opprest         -  220 

Why  should  this  world  delight  us  so         -  341 


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Why  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind         •  219 
"Why  will  ye  lavish  out  your  years         -         -   159 

With  ecstacy  of  joy              -              -  84 

With  eye  impartial,  heav'ns  high  King       •  34 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue         -             -  304 

With  joy  we  lift  oar  eyes              -              -  250 

With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud         -  49 

With  transport  Lord  I  we  view  the  page     -  183 

Worthy  is  he,  that  once  was  slain         -         -  104 

VE  foll'wers  of  the  prince  of  peace         -  263 

■*■    Ye  golden  lamps  of  heav'n  i  farewell     -  34* 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God           -  2 

Ye  humble  souls,  complain  no  more     -       -  187 

Ye  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord         -  113 

Ye  mourning  saints-  whose  streaming  tears  300 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord             -             -  200 

Ye  sons  of  men,  in  sacred  lays       -  24 
Ye  subjects  of  the  Lord,  proclaim         -         -54 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose              -             -  115 

Ye  trembling  souls  1  dismiss  your  fears       -  180 

Ye  weak  inhabitants  of  clay  23 

Ye  works  of  God  I  on  him  alone             -  13 


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